On the fourth day of Boob Job
the Good Witch gave to me…
…No more injuries…
(“Gifted “ women are tough. We have to be. We go out for a jog and return with a couple of black eyes… a direct result of “floppage.” Hockey players think they have it rough. At least they get to wear protective gear! I can’t remember the last time I was able to do a jumping jack without breaking my nose. Aerobics classes inevitably result in knocking out a tooth or a trip to the emergency room. Oh, how thrilling the day will be when at last I am able to run and jump without causing injury to myself!)
… Many shirts that button …
… Matching bras and panties …
And a small pair of perky boobies!
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