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Who's yo Momma???

I took down my story because it looks like the poor little guy isn't going to make it. :(((



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Anonymous said…
Um, WTF is a TEAT doing on a yacht? And is that like a standard feature?

Somewhere there is a whale mommy about to overflow and very upset that Junior is wasting time on a boat.
damon said…
What part of a boat even resembles a whale boob? I've been on a lot of boats, and never has anyone said,"we can't go out today, the teat's broken."

I think they met 'Bumper' the blind whale.
Chat Blanc said…
maybe it's the early stages of a pervert whale in the making?
Bex said…
KC - I don't think teats are standard issue. I'm pretty sure they cost extra.... Hopefully Mama Whale has some good nipple pads.

Damon - I wondered, too. Now that I wonder about it, I don't even know where whales keep theirs. Have you ever seen a whale nurse her calf???

Sandy - Hmmmm...yeah, maybe it wanted to suck on something else, eh? Maybe...
Anonymous said…
I didn't know yachts even had nipples.

You learn something new everyday.
Meg said…
What's up with all the boob posts? I just posted about my mammogram.

Is it the time of year when our kids are off to school or what?
I heard this story while I was at the dentist this morning, and I was all, WTH?! Attempting to nurse off a yaht?!
AoE said…
I prefer to think that the whale was attempting to gratify its sexual needs rather than its comfort/nutritional needs ... that rudder looks a lot more like a sex organ than a nipple!
Anonymous said…
@ aoe: Well, if that's the case, I wonder if the boat enjoyed it as much as the whale.

@ bex -- great post!!
Beck said…
They were 3 gin and tonics into their anchor and the "breastfeeding" idea just seemed to make sense then. Or secretly wishing for grandchildren. Or it was a man wishing for the robust, firm and bounceless hooters of milky hooters

Love the diddums thing
Boats have Teats???
I always thought they had plane old tits......live and learn
Unknown said…
OK, as soon as you said "Thurmond", you set me off on a tirade of giggles, and then it just kept getting funnier and funnier! That was awesome. Thanks!
Johnny Virgil said…
I'm pretty sure humpback whales aren't predators, unless you are plankton.
Johnny Virgil said…
I could be plankton.
Johnny Virgil said…
zooplankton, specifically.

If I had a choice I mean.
Rickey said…
This story makes Rickey sad...
Bex said…
Johnny - I've often suspected you weren't human. Plankton (zoo or otherwise) explains a lot.

Rickey - I know. It is sad. I hope it works out for the poor little guy.
Unknown said…
Yeah, damn shame about that. Nothing they can do. :o(blewknight@yahoo.com

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