Sometimes it all comes down to boobs…

I was at the gym lifting weights – I do that after cardio – why? I don’t know…something to do with not being a weak arsed old lady years from now. Anyway, I was taught the correct way to lift weights. It’s all about pushing your breasts forward. As I was lifting this morning I thought about that and really, for a woman, it’s always comes down to boobs.

How so you ask? Well, if we’re not thrusting them forward to lift weights, we’re putting them out their to entice, confuse and mesmerize. They give comfort, they excite and while they’re a pain in the arse nuisance at times, they give us a power over men that is priceless. How so? When a man is staring at your breasts he can’t see what plans and schemes for world domination are formulating in your eyes. I like that…

Amarinda Jones
Penn Halligan
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Plotting world domination…

…or at least that’s what I believe…no, not me, not at the moment but there are eight people who sit in a board room that I pass by each day. They all have a seat at a long table and they all have a laptop. The room is dark and no one speaks and everyone is glued to their screen. I peered in through the gloom to check ‘em out. I asked everyone in the office – ‘who are those people?’ No one knows. How can eight strange people who never speak to anyone be in a room day after day and no one but me wonders? I reckon they’re plotting world domination and when it all happens I’ll be the first to know then I’ll let you know.

Amarinda Jones
Penn Halligan
www.amarindajones.com
www.amarindajones.blogspot.com
Be daring...read an Amarinda book