Monday, August 10, 2009

Set for Life

It's been decades, but I still remember the first pair of moobs I saw. They belonged to a guy up the street, a lawyer who was probably about the age I am now. He was mowing his lawn shirtless, and I thought with a start: Oh my God, Mr. Metz has titties! They were pointy, and they jiggled as he went about his task.

I've seen acres of saggy manflesh since then, but you never forget the first time.

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