No Boobies
Yaxlich has just got back from another trip into London. Sadly there were no big boobies today which makes him think his theory about a gated community of large breasted ladies might be true. On the train on the way home, he thought about girls with big boobies. This is not unusual. However he was wondering what you would call a town inhabited only by well endowed ladies. Do any of his readers have any ideas? |
Comments on "No Boobies"
Melonville?
Titsville?
Ignorminious can't explain where all the big booies and their lady owners where today but can confirm that as usual they were not in Bristol.
Perhaps Boobingham?
Chester?
Bristol City?
Preston Nork End?
Yaxlich has heard of somewhere in America called Norksville. Maybe they're from there?
Well the artifical big breasted boobies here are primarily located in California. They are issued to you when you acquire your first Sugar Daddy.
As for a town of us? Hmm... If I were to live there I would want it to be called Knockersville. The "ville" implies something quaint and classy, while the "knockers" part is sizzling with low brow charm! Delightful!
Boobsham!
Sally
Bristol
Yaxlich is very pleased with the suggestions people are sending in. He had forgotten about the town in France called Brest. Perhaps that is where they have been coming from. Maybe it was a day trip.
Also Yaxlich forgot to mention that he likes the pictures on Serenas site. He thinks she is very talented. Yaxlich likes people who can draw. He thinks they're clever.
Draginatforte
Somewhere in Southern France... ;)
Yaxlich had to read that several times before he got it!
Note to readers: CJ is much cleverer than Yaxlich.
LOMAO ::)))))
Yeah but you did get it! So that proves you have many brain cells. ;)))
Yaxlich thinks that he may have destroyed many of them over the years by drinking beer. His mummy warned him this would happen. Fortunately he doesn't have to shave his palms so maybe she wasn't right about everything.
Maybe the hair cells migrated into the brain and now you have a fuzzy brain, in reality not being caused by the beer at all but rather...
Yaxlich has often wondered where all his hair went and now CJ has the answer although she is suggesting something altogether different. Yaxlich doesn't do the thing that CJ is referring to. He was once told that if you play with your torch too much, you wear out the batteries.
I heard that playing with the torch kept the batteries charged. Hmmm. I wonder who is right.
Perhaps Yaxlich could conduct some kind of poll on the subject although he feels the likelihood of anyone actually responding thruthfully is fairly remote.