Showing posts with label boobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boobs. Show all posts

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Boob-a-liscious

“Boobs are like martinis. One isn’t enough and three is too many.”
The Chemical Buddha believed there was a proper (or sacred) number for everything. two boobs, three holes, 24 beers, and so on. TCB believed there was a reason for these numbers and if he had 22 beers instead of 24, things just didn’t feel complete. He thought it had to do with balance. Because, while the universe could be chaotic, there was a beautiful balance to how everything worked. It was not all chaos all the time. There were times of upheaval and times of calm. To link this line of thinking to the above insight it would go like this: what if women all had just one boob? There would be no time of rest. That boob would always be stimulated. But because there were two, one could rest while the other was worked over and balance could be achieved for both.
Does you life feel calm, chaotic or balanced? Why?
Do you give yourself times to relax? (From the busy-ness that seems to be a part of everyone's life.) If not, why not? If so, what do you do?

Monday, December 22, 2008

Size Matters

"If you want a bigger dick or, for that matter, boobs, date people with small hands."
The Chemical Buddha got this idea when he was with a woman whose hands were larger than his. (At least he thought she was a woman but just with large hands…and…uh…an Adam's apple. On second thought.) He noticed how small his dick looked in her hands. Feeling slightly less than, he resolved at that moment to only 'date' women with hands that were at least the same size as his if not smaller. And just so he didn’'t appear sexist, he also figured the same would work for women's boobs. The only problem is, those small hands would make everything else seem bigger too. Like your ass or love handles. Of course, TCB didn't care about any of that stuff, but you might. The ideal would be to fuck people with one small hand and one large hand. Of course, that seems a little harder to arrange.
What parts of your life do you make bigger than they need to be?
What parts would be better if you made them smaller?