my favorite joke to myself, as B. makes baby noises around my nipple in between eatings-
B to boob: You, you understand me. Not like HER. Let's run away together, just you and me. We can be in Mexico by morning...
OK, not as funny when written down. But if you saw B's face when this was said, you'd know Chris Rock has nothing on me.
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