breasts

Yeah. Don't do that.

Slick. He's flirting even while admitting that he's doing it. Still, what kind of emergency system takes an hour to respond?

The name is fairly self-explanatory. Essentially it's Instagram, only instead of millions of sepia-toned photos of things you have no interest in, it's everything you could ever want.

It's a little-known fact that when Jesus rode his holy donkey into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, the people greeted him with boobsicles as well as palm. Consequentially, many Catholic masses during the Eucharist often offer, as a supplement to bread and wine, boobsicles.

Here's a handy guide to the male brain:

Password: "cakef<3s4ever"

My other half does have great breasticles, so it's an apt nickname!