Democracy At Its Breast

| Romantic | April 20, 2012

(My boyfriend and I can talk about very random things when we’re tired, and he likes to wind me up. We are discussing the act of voting.)

Boyfriend: “I get two votes! One for my head, and one for my pecs. You get one for your boobs.”

Me: “Can’t I have one for each boob?”

Boyfriend: “No, you only get two if they’re spectacular boobs.”

(He proceeds to burst into giggles as he tries to avoid my playful punches.)

Me: “I hate you.”

Boyfriend: *grinning* “I know.”

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