obese nipples

I saw her in the hallway and nearly dropped my coffee.

He asked for a second helping of pizza because he was distracted by her chest.

I texted my friend: 'She’s got boobs that look like they could feed an army.'

He tried to flirt, but I told him to go home and take a nap.

She walked in and the whole room went quiet like someone turned off a loud radio.

I told my mom, 'That girl’s got more meat on her chest than my uncle’s old truck.'

He stared at her for five minutes before I told him to blink.

She wore a shirt that screamed, 'Look at me!' and he didn’t even notice the shirt.

I whispered, 'That’s not a bra, that’s a survival tactic.'