June 29, 2011 in Smokin' Comments
With the grace of God, and the timing of the unnamed naval officer who saves Ralph from a certain death at the hands of Jack and his minions at the end of William Golding’s prescient horror novel about a group of allegedly intelligent and civilized people on the Internet, Lord of the Flies, so came the poet Skahammer to deliver one of the most lovely comments ever on the feminine form.
I’m going to try to make up for my extremely late arrival with a truly substantive contribution.
The challenge posed by boobs is neither existential, ontological, nor moral. Clearly boobs exist, and they nicely fill out the 36C-sized category of Things Which Are Good In And Of Themselves. Read the rest of this entry →