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YAAAAWWWWNNN: BOOBS,BUMS AND BONERS

 "Sweeeeet!",is what the young boy said as I passed by my regular local with a friend.I thought he'd lost his damn mind coz he couldn't have been more than eighteen...but there he was ogling as if he'd seen...well he'd seen something.I wasn't the object of his desire I might as well have been invisible as he proceeded to wink at my friend and make a gesture that hinted on carrying a heavy load considering his up and down movemnt of his arms..but the grin on his face....what about the howl he let out once he was behind us...?
So if by now you have no idea as to what Im talking about, ask for assistance.....the person sitted next to you perhaps?:-)
 So we proceeded to sit down and scan through the menu when I notice the waiter briskly walking towards us with what seemed to be a note..."You are a blessing to mankind" is what it said..obviously it was my friend's and suddenly there was something stuck in  my throat and it tasted more like envy...My friend just simply rolled her eyes tossing the note to me with an "oh my God this is so stupidly frustrating" look..Wonder if she knew what I was going through....
I was just getting over the fact that I had become totally unapparent to the males around us when a beautiful bowl of ice cream landed in front of my friend..."c'mon I'm I in a movie or something?" I managed to utter under my now flash red face...which quickly turned to pink when my bowl arrived with a note.."sit upright,its not right to bury your gifts" huh?....You can't make this stuff up....:-)))
By now you know what I'm talking about,however I'm bored of  it all.I cant dress in anything that doesn't accentuate certain points on my body and some of my girls wear those wonder bras and shorts..don't they work their magic but what about the petite girl that once was the epitome of beauty especially in almost all productions on analog TV.I was petite once,with dashboard as a nickname among boys from my class for my less than fist size bosom....(Side bar:look at me now twarts!!.)
....Just as we move to the digital era so do we embrace and adore the full volume figure of a woman whether naturally given or from a professional.... 
Will this change..?i don't know but what im sure of ive had it with competing with Mufasa size bosoms and bums. I'll just sit here and pretend that I can't see that the guy next to me is viewing my profile....yyyaawwwwwnnnn.

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  1. monisse kamau5 November 2012 at 09:32

    hahahahahahahahahaahaha SWEEEEEEEEETTTTTT!!!!!he definately is viewing your profile!

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