Is it getting big? is it? is it???
Umm, no, it’s not the baby he’s talking about. It’s the boobie that’s making him salivate.
Show me the boobie, wife. Show! (And me want touch, too!)
Dream on, you lecherous Cro-Magnon man.
And the funny thing is, he’s got himself convinced that my breasts are getting larger. He’s so tickled happy about it. But they’re the same size. There’s still space in my bras. Sorry.
The stupid shallow fantasies of men.