Too much informationRakky writes "A friend of mine, when quizzed why she was late to the pub, announced 'I was at accident and emergency, having a stuck tampon removed. They had to have a right old dig around for it.' Suffice to say, no one was interested in their Scampi Fries after that."
When have you shared just that little too much?
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chthonic, Thu 6 Sep 2007, 10:09)
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Too much for my mum.I'm not what you would call squeamish. While being no fan of the disgusting, it takes something strong to put me off my dinner.
As a heterosexual male, I (obviously) hold a healthy fascination / appreciation of female breasts. To the extent that when Mrs Greencloud became pregnant, one of the better side-effects (for me anyway) was her ladybumps filling out way beyond their usual proportions thanks to the wonder of lactation. The closest I got to nuptuals in the no-sex-after-birth period (3 months!) was when we were experimenting with the new breast-pump. It was really more fascinating than erotic, and of course, curiosity made me sample my daughters (then) only source of nutrition.
It is indeed sweeter than cows milk. I shared this nugget of trivia with my mother who proceeded to baulk in disgust. What's wrong? I asked. "If i can drink fucking cows milk, I can taste my wifes!" - Still looking at me as though I was some form of deviant.
I'd forgotten to say that it was the surplus result of breast pump experimentation. My mother thought I'd taken my sample directly from the nozzle so-to-speak, a-la bitty.....
Length? Took ages to 'express' but I couldn't drink a tall glassful.
(, Tue 11 Sep 2007, 11:41, Reply)
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