Breasts.

Let's all take a moment, shall we?

"Breasts."

Yeah, think about it.

Mmmmm...

Ok so I just upgraded my membership on Netflix.com and while I was browsing around, adding things to my queue, I stumbled across a documentary about one of the most beautiful things on this semi-green earth: BREASTS.

In fact, it's called "Breasts: A Documentary" just to keep things clear. Obviously it had me at hello. There's a new feature on Netflix that lets you view certain movies immediately online instead of having to wait that whole 24 hours or so to receive it in the mail. And since the one I'm talking about is called "Breasts: A Documentary," I didn't ask any more questions. I just hit the play button and let 'er rip. So I'm about 20 minutes into the 50 minute docu, and um...they're not kidding! There are breasts ALL over my screen. Two of them are mine, cause I took my shirt off and joined the boobie party. I just felt like I could, ya know?

Here are a few things you need to know before you run out to find the docu.

1. There are young chick breasts all up in the screen.
2. There are also old, old breasts all up in the screen.
3. There are young chicks talkin' bout their breasts and sayin the word "breasts" and "my breasts" a LOT.
4. 2+3.
5. It was released in 1996.
6. It's called "Breasts: A Documentary." <---thats all you really need to take from this whole post.

Alright, so yeah it's not meant to be a titillating piece or anything. It's just an interesting look at boobs. And I think it's meant to make you more at peace with being ok with what you were given. Small 'ens. Saggy 'ens. Whatevs...love your breasts. And while you're at it, let me love them too. Cause I already do.

True. Effin. Story.

P.S. Show me yours. And stuff. Ahem.