January 16, 2009
Boobs Are a Many -Splendored Thing
When I first knew Heather, it was in high school. She's two years younger than me, and yet, I thought she was the coolest. She wore circle skirts and hats and would punctuate her naughty remarks with a coquettish wink. *swoon*
And I would always think, "People don't wink much anymore. Why is that? It's so adorable!"
Anyhoo, at the time, we were both lithe, little ponies. All over-sized sweaters and short hair and no boobs. But we were cute, in our own way, I guess.
So I was unprepared when we remet ten years ago, at the screening of a movie made by an old mutual friend, and here's this long-haired, curvacious woman in front of me. With boobies!
We squealed and hugged... and then Heather goes, "That was fun! Let's do it again!" So we hugged again, and all the men in the room sat down. I don't know what that was about.
Flashforward a decade. I get into work, check my emails, update my Facebook, sign onto Meebo, read me some Pamie, wait for Heather to show up on AOL I.M.
PW: Heather!!!!!!!!!!! I hate it when you're Away.
Heather: watching Activating Robin
PW: YAY! that's what I was going to tell you to watch! she DOESNT like smashing boobies? what's wrong with her????????? that's the best thing about girly hugs!
H: it was the moment we fell back in love, when our boobs met. seriously. I remember that hug like it was my first prom.
PW: exactly! me, too! hee! the night my boobs were deflowered by yours and finally understood what love means
H: it's like a song.
PW: you are the wind beneath my boobs!
H: you complete my boobs! (yes, my coworker totally read that line over my shoulder. awesome)
Comments
it should be noted that when I met wenchie in high school, I thought "too bad a senior would never notice me, I bet we'd be friends..." and then I winked, sighed, and swished my petticoats.
Posted by: heather at January 17, 2009 10:56 AM