I arrived at his flat on Friday evening to discover this little figure, which is me. No one can say that my honey does not celebrate my voluptuousness. There are no way my breasts are that large. Either that or I don't think I'll wear that particular top again (or should I wear it more often?).
Looking at this wonderful little thing, which has been painted with love, just makes me howl with laughter. I mean, look at those things. Slightly menacing, albeit in a pillowy sort of way. Beware my melons of doom!
I love him. That is all.
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hahahaha....you crack me up. Hmmm...shirt or no shirt?! :D hee hee
Ah, to be so seen, with such love and humor. You are both blessed, and hit with a silly stick.
Does he love one more than the other?
Don't forget that beauty (and bosom size) are all in the eye of the beholder.
Take good care of those melons of doom! lol
Sophia-Shade in the summer, heat in the winter. Jus sayin~rick
Melons of doom! The melonator! Hellion's melons! She-Ra - Produce of Power!
hee hee! :-)
Wonderful and great fun! x
Don't hurt anybody with those! (What a wonderful, warm gift to receive!)
could anything be more delightful?
this is ADORABLE every which way.
you've given me the best chuckle of the day, and i think you and that honey of yours should hold on to one another for a very long time.
:) hee hee
this looks it was bought at some kinda shop a shop of scamola lol
Grown men spending the evening sculpting with clay?!!! So sweet. And that is a great gift.
And your left one is far more menacing than your right!
Melons of Doom...very funny!
What a wonderful piece of art! I love these kooky kinda things. Sadly I'm busty (and my left one's bigger) enough to relate to your effigy! Treasure it!
That is so sweet! I hope you stick it smack dab in the middle of your kitchen table and show it to everyone who visits you. Thanks for sharing it with us!
BTW, my husband always laughs at me for putting "...of DOOM" at the end of things. Our parking area is "The Vortex Of DOOM" because the wind always eddies there and leaves all the flyaway debris in the neighborhood there for me to clean up. The curtain going up our stairs is "The Veil of DOOM" because my cat hides behind it and attacks you as you try to go to bed at night.
And now? Now we have "The Melons Of DOOM"!!!!
Excellent!
Just found you at half past midnight and it's now 1.23 and I must go to bed. I love the way you write. And you're in Edinburgh (as I am). And you know Zhoen and Marcheline (I think I came via Marcheline.)
Bed, bed.
It's wonderful to be loved like that!
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It's the Bosomic Woman!
(I enjoyed the women in the economy thread too...)
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