Nipples and Boyfriend (it's not what you think)

There will be two chapters in this post. Deal with it.

CHAPTER ONE: THE GLORY OF NIPPLES

Nipples. They decorate our torso. They feed our children sometimes. They make great can openers. The history of the nipple starts in the golden age of the revolutionary war, when the Union needed a distraction in order to distract the confederates during the Great Battle of Stonehenge. The Union crafted the first set of nipples from the bones of a fire dragon. They placed them atop the supple titties of the princess trapped in the highest room of the tallest tower. From then on, the nipples reproduced again and again, almost like mitosis of a cell, creating every nipple in the history of all nipples we know today. All of this is completely true, just ask my crack dealer.

CHAPTER TWO: LE BOYFRIEND

My wonderful asian boyfriend and I have some pretty interesting conversations. Included in those conversations, was the dare that boyfriend gave me to write this post. Damn you boyfriend. Damn you.

Some of our common conversation topics:

-sexytimes that will probably never even happen (deal with it, boyfriend)

-skiing

-musical arguments

-fucking dares like this one.


Note, boyfriend did a dare post too. Click nyah to read it.