A continued journey through the life and mind of Author S.J. Moyer. Abandoned for half a decade, the S.J. Moyer returns to the blog space to continue his trite gripes.
Why do we, as men, love boobs? All they're made of is skin and fat. Sure, there are the whole mammary gland things in there, but they only become important when chicks are pregnant. So what is it about those things we like so much?
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