Personally I think he was suffering from a bit of “Internetassumptionmakingism”, to wit, the tendency to assume that anyone on the internet is a. male and b. straight, often in the face of some rather convincing evidence. I’ve run smack into this one myself several times; it doesn’t tweak my antlers much anymore to hear myself referred to as “he” unless I’m someplace where my screenname is blatantly feminine, and I don’t even bother to correct people when they assume I’m straight. (Correcting people who assume I’m lesbian would probably be slightly more fun, but it’s never happened to me.)
But you people are all missing the point here, which is that boobies are purdy. Discuss.
Any chance we could shift any remaining talk of Mockingbird, heterocentrism, etc. over to the pit thread I opened regarding it (see my previous post) and get back to funbags? Back on the first page somebody asked for fish tits. Here you go.
Holy shit, you ain’t kidding! My breasteses just shrunk back inside my chest after seeing that. Right now, I have two big D-cup* sized holes on my chest.
I THINK her nipples are under the those little flowers that don’t match the ones on the bottom.
*(And here I thought I was a C-Cup, until I went bra-shopping this morning. Dammit, do these things EVER stop growing? Jesus!)
The difference is, Where’s Waldo actually involves Waldo.
“Where’s the Tattooed Woman’s Nipple” yields a conclusion of “either this woman has no nipples, or they’re so vividly tattooed you can’t tell them from the surrounding flesh”. Both options are pretty damn scary.
As to the idea they’re under those flowers: Also a scary thought. It somehow doesn’t seem they’re quite in the right place. Shouldn’t they be farther apart?
Mine just sent me a little thought-message: “You do realize that you better not ever even think of doing something like that to us?” Don’t worry, girls.
I’m still looking at the picture. In another minute or so I may start IMing the link to people and asking them to look.
It’s just that upon looking at any tattoo on a particularly sensitive part of the body makes me think, “Dear Og, that’s gotta hurt.” Nipples invoke that effect to the highest degree.
And I’m completely in accord - we get enough of the Case of the Missing Nipple from Barbie; no need to have any such thing happen to a flesh-and-blood woman.
Degree of variation, yes. But… ye gods! Her nipples are practically cross-eyed!