Examining Mardi Gras and Boobs

It’s that time of year – already!

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Time to throw on your beads.

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Get drunk as a skunk.

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And show off those boobies!

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Aw, that wasn’t very nice of me, to build up your hopes and then let you down like that.

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In all honesty, I’ve never attended a Mardi Gras celebration.  I’m not much of a drinker.  And, I suffer from the recurring nightmare of lifting up my shirt and being offered massive amounts beads, to put it back down!

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The old grey mare she ain’t what she used to be LOL!

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But, I should really try to get into the spirit of the celebration.  So, in an attempt, of epic proportion,  I offer you a real flesh and blood picture of . . .

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(Picture modified to protect the poor innocent people, unfortunate enough to be related to me)

Why yes, that is a picture of my Beloved and his pa, El Capitán.   A pair of the biggest boobs you’ll ever meet in your entire life!  Separate, they are each a full B cup.  But, when they get together,  you’ve got unruly Double D’s bursting out all over the place!  Much like these!

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