you're v sweet
but it's more in my stomach and thighs than my head. and the boobs. oh god. the boobs!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:39, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

If only there was such a thing as a boobswap
you could have my pingpong-ball-in-a-sock efforts and I could have your belting pair of DD's (or whatever they are) you'd get bored right quick but you wouldn't fucking see me for dust, I would well abscond with them.
(berk, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:41, Reply)

ha no you wouldn't
you'd soon bring them back when you got bored with ugly bras and men talking to them instead of your face and not being able to run for a bus!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:45, Reply)

berk would probably leave 5 minutes earlier than you.
So that is the bus argument dealt with.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:46, Reply)

true
i am habitally 10-30 mins late for EVERYTHING.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:48, Reply)

Ahahahaha
no. Well - I am generally late for work and meeting people, but obsessively early if I have planes/trains/buses etc to catch.
(berk, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:49, Reply)

You know what?
I really don't think I would. I'm so bloody short that most men talk to the top of my head anyway, and at least I'd have an awesome rack.
(berk, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:52, Reply)

They do that as they are wondering
'could I rest my pint there?'
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:55, Reply)

The ex did this on occasion
as I am 5'3 and he is 6'5. Git.
(berk, Tue 11 Jan 2011, 23:59, Reply)