Enjoy if you are a woman, If you happen to be a man, take notice.
For all you guys out there who just can’t figure it out, here it is: In the world of romance, one single rule applies: Make the woman happy. Do something she likes & you get points. Do something she dislikes & points are subtracted. You don’t get any points for doing something she expects
[Finally, something other than smiley faces…. :)]
(o)(o) perfect breasts
( + )( + ) fake silicone breasts
(*)(*) high nipple breasts
(@)(@) big nipple breasts
oo a cups
{ O }{ O } d cups
(oYo) wonder bra breasts
( ^ )( ^ ) cold breasts
(o)(O) lopsided breasts
(Q)(O) pierced breasts
(p)(p) hanging tassels breasts
o/o/ Grandma’s breasts
( – )( – ) flat against the shower door breasts
|o||o| android breasts
($)($) Jenny McCarthy’s breasts
A salesman was traveling between towns and got a flat tire in the middle of nowhere. Checking the spare, he found that it was flat, too. His only option was to flag down a passing motorist and get a ride to the nearest town.
The first vehicle to stop was an old man in a pickup truck.
He yelled out the window to the salesman, “Need a lift?”
“Yes, I do,” replied the salesman.
“Are you a Democrat or Republican?” asked the old man.
“A Republican,” replied the salesman.
“Get screwed!” yelled the old man as he sped off.
The next to stop rolled down the window and asked the same question, to which the salesman gave the same answer, “Republican.” The driver gave him the finger and drove off.
The salesman thought it over, and decided that maybe he should change his approach, since there appeared to be few Republicans in this area.
The next car to stop was a red convertible driven by a beautiful
blonde. She smiled seductively and asked him if he were a Democrat or Republican.
“Democrat!” shouted the salesman.
“Hop in!” replied the blonde.
Driving down the road, he can’t help but stare at the gorgeous woman in the seat next to him – the wind blowing through her hair, perfect breasts, and a short skirt that continues to ride higher and higher up
her thighs.
Finally, he yells “STOP THE CAR! STOP THE CAR!”
She slams on the brakes, and, as soon as the car stops, he jumps out.
“What’s the matter?” she asks.
“I can’t take it!” he replies. “I’ve only been a Democrat for five minutes and already I want to sleep with a woman I’ve only just met!”