Thursday, October 02, 2008
Ahoy, me hearties.
Excuse this break in my usual bitching about my uber-pampered and yet oh-so-difficult life to bring you an urgent update about this guy, Pirate Harry, pictured above in his trusty ship (named Pirate Shippies).
He doesn't want his nipples anymore, something he informed us last night (late afternoon, really) in his bath (a poop emergency-- Jack's-- occasioned an oddly timed impromptu splash fest).
We asked him what he'd like to do with them, since he didn't want to "wear them on his tummy" anymore.
He said, "I give them back to the nipple guy."
Apparently, he has a nipple guy in the city who will give you a great deal for your, erm, nipples?
Ahoy, mateys, and more bitching later, I promise. Arrrrrrr.
Oh yeah-- if you see Harry in the near future, expect him to inquire as to the health of your nipples ("How you nipples feeling?") because our insistence that EVERYONE has nipples was met with skepticism and keen interest.