Señora and I spent the Fourth of July day floating in the pool of some friends and munching between dips. As people are wont to do under these pleasant circumstances, aided by the benumbing influence of a warm sun and cold libations to the deity of summer, our conversation ranged over a wide range of topics. Basically anything that popped into our minds. Ms. Sikeston related a story about a male relative that had 3 nipples. For obvious reasons, he was somewhat embarrassed to go to the beach.
I then began to harp on a pet peeve of mine. There are at least two movies I know of with characters with extra nipples/breasts. Continue reading “Supernumerary”