I concur
MrsScars announced halfway through Week 38 that she was bored with being pregnant, and would I do something about it? After much prostaglandin injecting, she said she thought more effort was called for. Off to the local pissoir/council swimming pool, 30 lengths.

Nope, let's try spicy food. Cue jalapeno frenzy down the local Tex Mex, with lots of tequila for me.

That worked. Pity I was still drunk when her waters broke, and she had to drive us both to the matty unit sitting on a pillow.

/back on topic: they went from 34AA to 36 C.
(all my scars face forward possesses 2.5% of a hyperalloy combat chassis, Tue 11 May 2010, 23:29, Reply)