I’ve been telling the BFF that I was going to blog about her boobs for a while now.
Why? Because she said I could.
Why? Because she’s got gigundo knockers (hooters, jugs, fun bags, cans, jubblies, melons, ta-ta’s, hood ornaments, gazongas, bazoombas….Ok, I’ll stop).
Why? Because she’s nursing and the . . . → Read More: E? E as in elephant?

















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