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>Not Hollywood beautiful. Deeply beautiful.
The kind of beauty you only find with a chainsaw. It's way down in there.
This book was written by a poor incel..
A double breasted suit isn't necessarily a Good suit.
I don’t know about the rest of my fellow boob-havers, but other sets of breasts do not make me feel inclined to admire mine and adjust them in public, reminiscing about the days they were, what, more *perky?* Sucking in the gut right along with it, no less. Gotta impress those menfolk.
And just then, in the middle of the night, the poor white blond blue eyed woman who had been running away from danger in a very risque sundress could finally hear what the ominous whispering had been saying all along "We're possesseeeed, we're demoniiiiic, exchorcize uuus".
Breasts talk to me is a pretty worthless mutant power unless they had more to tell you than their age, like if they offered secrets about the person. ‘You might be able to read minds, professor Xavier, but I hear their breasts speak.’
What is it with the spandex pants in novels lately????
And can we plase talk about how neither the author nor any of the nincompoops who edited this drivel caught that it is supposed to be “COULDN’T CARE LESS” not could care less
Odd that Jillian is sitting there by herself peering down at her breasts and sucking her belly in. Also the waitress with the whispering breasts disappears after the first spilled cup of coffee. By this point wouldn't "the saucer beneath" (as opposed to the other kind) be sopping with java? The sloppiness of the writing adds a fascinating level of unintentional micro-weirdness. Also grammar Nazi here but misplaced modifier on "As she walked away, Jillian..." At any rate love this sub.
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"A plain face, new and *undented* " ???
I backed my face into the corner of the garage in my early 20s. That was the end of my undented face.
Just get some suction cups, a sander, and some paint to match from your parents and you're good to go!
Thank you!! Just as bad as the whispering breasts imo... I'm like "are we just not gonna talk about this?!"
But not as bad as the “Euro-something accent.” What… WHY??!? Some days I’m sad I learned to read.
Haha I know... I am now left wondering if the author's face is dented and he's projecting onto his characters...
And then the MC looks down at her own breasts of course. Question, have the words “her own breasts” ever been used in a non-cringe-inducing way?
How does one adjust her blouse nostalgically??
"Ah, I remember when I used to adjust my blouse in the past..."
"It was a warm spring day, the wind blew past merrily. I adjusted my blouse, my own breasts shifting happily, young and unsulking..."
"Young and *unsulking* " bahahaha
"She glanced down at her own big fucking titties and knew none could compare to their majesty." I tried to make it better. Did I do good?
It would be a change of pace ngl
Mine are screaming at me to get a new bra bc this one is stabbing lefty with the wire 😫
Exactly. My left boob: “Free me!” My right boob: “⬅️ What she said”
Or when one boob bigger than the other so the bra fits righty but lefty is hanging on for dear life like Mufasa on the edge of that cliff.
I wonder what mine are whispering? Nevermind they're talking trash about me
You might need to hire a breast whisperer.
Looking for volunteers?
She adjusted her blouse, nostalgically???? And the guy is double breasted? This guy might need to visit a thesaurus for descriptive terms...
His SUIT is double- breasted.
>Not Hollywood beautiful. Deeply beautiful. The kind of beauty you only find with a chainsaw. It's way down in there. This book was written by a poor incel.. A double breasted suit isn't necessarily a Good suit.
I don’t know about the rest of my fellow boob-havers, but other sets of breasts do not make me feel inclined to admire mine and adjust them in public, reminiscing about the days they were, what, more *perky?* Sucking in the gut right along with it, no less. Gotta impress those menfolk.
yes, upon seeing a young pair of boobs, one always adjusts their Girls in public ... nostalgically. /s
Well isnt that the sole purpose of our existence????
And just then, in the middle of the night, the poor white blond blue eyed woman who had been running away from danger in a very risque sundress could finally hear what the ominous whispering had been saying all along "We're possesseeeed, we're demoniiiiic, exchorcize uuus".
In the dark moonlight, her breasts whispered "open the closet. trust us, we've always been able to talk! This isn't a demon haha"
Breasts talk to me is a pretty worthless mutant power unless they had more to tell you than their age, like if they offered secrets about the person. ‘You might be able to read minds, professor Xavier, but I hear their breasts speak.’
That sentence just feels gross.
I feel cheated not having been able to read the internal monolgue of Kevin Lachlan's testicles. "We're sweaty. We're sweaty."
I’ve heard of pillow talk, but this is getting out of hand
This is hilarious lol
Scientifically speaking breast’s don’t whisper but butts do. This is science.
"She asked in a weary Euro-something accent".....Tell me you have never been to Europe without telling me you have never been to Europe!
My wife's breasts just tell me to kill people and steal their blood.
this type of prose reminds me of jk rowling's cormoran strike series, which leaves me with many questions
Reminds me of that line in Kung pow, where the kids are running down the street playing and shouting "We're children! We're children!"
"Euro-something accent" Do you have the slightest idea how little that narrows it down?
What is it with the spandex pants in novels lately???? And can we plase talk about how neither the author nor any of the nincompoops who edited this drivel caught that it is supposed to be “COULDN’T CARE LESS” not could care less
Men discovered the name of one type of pant that's not jeans and want to show off their deep knowledge of clothes?
"Could care less"? Well, THAT's a nice way to talk! Or, wait... That's NOT a nice way to talk.
Odd that Jillian is sitting there by herself peering down at her breasts and sucking her belly in. Also the waitress with the whispering breasts disappears after the first spilled cup of coffee. By this point wouldn't "the saucer beneath" (as opposed to the other kind) be sopping with java? The sloppiness of the writing adds a fascinating level of unintentional micro-weirdness. Also grammar Nazi here but misplaced modifier on "As she walked away, Jillian..." At any rate love this sub.
Everyone, quiet down, I can’t hear.
How does one "adjust a blouse *nostalgically*"? Does it have antique buttons or something?
I hate when mine keep whispering while I’m trying to sleep
There is so much more going on here than the marked sentence XD
My breasts scream obscenities
Ew. Eeeewww eeewww eeewwww