Making A Boob Of One’s Self, Part 5
(My husband has asthma, and if he laughs too hard, he has a coughing fit. We’re messing around before bed, giggling as quietly as possible so as not to wake the baby. My husband proceeds to cough and muffles it by pressing his face into my boob.)
Husband: *says something muffled*
Me: “Huh?”
Husband: “I said, good thing you have big hoo-hahs. They’re good cough mufflers.”
Me: “Honey… a hoo-hah is a vagina.”
(My husband proceeds to crack up and have another coughing fit into my boob.)
Husband: *trying to sound dignified* “Ta-tas, then. Nobody bothered to explain that in detail to me.”
Related:
Making A Boob Of One Self, Part 4
Making A Boob Of One Self, Part 3
Making A Boob Of One Self, Part 2
Making A Boob Of One Self
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