***This post was written by my friend Melody***
Many of you know that after my mastectomy I bought two boobs-in-a-box.
Before I debuted them, I showed them to Emily. Unexpectedly, the boxes
upstaged the boobs. Under the lids, each boob rested in a "cradle" where I'm
supposed to let them sleep at night. The care instructions called them
cradles, but they're really just plastic molds. Molds that gave Emily an
ingenious idea: Jell-o.
Last weekend was Emily's birthday. Mmm-hmm.

does Jell-o molds. My attempt to serve the boobs on a platter resulted in a
34B mess.

Emily ate a strawberry boob-in-a-box.

7 comments:
that is great - what a hoot.
You crazy chicks ;)
This is absolutely hilarious!!
freaking awesome!
How good is our God that he gives us such wonderful friends!!
too funny!!! glad you posted this. made your email story come to life! i cannot believe you ate a jello jiggler from a boob mold.
AWESOME!
i'm coming to texas. life sounds way more fun down there.
Maybe these jigglers should debut at a Quint get together....or maybe we'll stick to the cars and footballs.
Just a smear of vegetable oil inside the mould and the boobies would come out intact
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