Shit. I gotta get ready for work, but lemme see if I can fire one off before all recollection of saturday's wedding disappears from my mind. Okay, here we go:
There was this girl at the wedding I went to on saturday. I noticed her right away because she looked like she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were magnificent. I'm not really a tit man, but goddamn, these were nice.
The best part of a chicks' tits are not how big or small they are - its the shape and curve of them. And these were shaped just perfectly. They reminded me of the last girl I slept with - X. When X was on top of me her breasts were bouncing up and down as though they were super-balls and someone had just whipped them off the ceiling - stupid comparison, I know, but thats what they reminded me of. Anyway the chick from the wedding looked like she had those type of tits.
next: Part II, Hootch strengthens his solid track-record of making fucked up decisions