i've been waffling on whether or not to address a question i get every six months or so. it deals with what most refer to as
my bifurcated chest.
to a newcomer, it appears my nipple lives below my pectoral muscle. those posing this question admit they find the nipple's placement odd. i'm not squeamish about fielding such queries because it is akin to asking jeffrey dahmer if he knows he doesn't fit in well at dinner parties. and to address this and many other questions asked or even thought, let me put it all on the table for you to digest and come to terms with.
i have ...
the hair of a 70's era diana ross,
the face of many people,
the upper body of E.T.,
an ass more voluminous (and voluptuous) than jennifer lopez,
the thighs of larry csonka,
the calves of stephen hawking,
and the feet of one fred flintstone.
all of this and i still found some girl to walk down the aisle with me.
granted her navel resides about two and a half inches above her pubic bone.
and to answer your next question, yes, we are selling tickets but sadly you can't afford one.
