It was probably intended as flattery, or dude is just bad with dimensions, but in the course of normal conversation last night, a guy asked me, “How much could you possibly weigh, like 110?”
Hair and breasts alone, you can’t possibly believe that.
I’m not complaining about my weight, I’m adorable. But I’m not 110.
Wait ’til you witness the reverb when you spank my ass, sir — adjust your numbers and report back.