Final Exam
A not necessarily well-prepared student sat in his life science classroom, staring at a question on the final exam paper. The question directed: " Give four advantages of breast milk." What to write? He sighed, and began to scribble whatever came into his head, hoping forthe best: 1. No need to boil.
2. Never goes sour.
3. Available whenever necessary.
So far so good - maybe. But the exam demanded a fourth answer. Again, what to write? Once more, he sighed. He frowned. He scowled, then sighed again. Suddenly, he brightened. He grabbed his pen, and triumphantly, he scribbled his definitive answer: 4. Available in attractive containers of varying sizes.
He received an A. teehee. thanks to shabbydee (and his realtor) for that tale. now for another boob story. jerm brings magnolia up to my office on the days i'm teaching so we can all have lunch together. as you have probably already gathered, i am the bearer of magnolia's lunch, i.e., the boob. so one day we're walking around here and we run into a co-worker of mine, let's call her linda. linda is a gorgeous woman. she has a very nice figure, little tiny waist and big ole honking boobs. i was holding magnolia facing out so she could see linda and linda could see her. after awhile of talking with her, i kind of look down ... and realize that magnolia is staring directly, intently, longingly at linda's rack. you could just see the thoughts running through her tiny brain ... 'damn! so that's what an all-you-can-eat-buffet looks like!'
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