User:IFYMB!/Jennifer Aniston's Nipples
I know what you're thinking- Jennifer Aniston has nipples? Well I'm here to confirm that indeed Jennifer Aniston had nipples, not only had, but also has, and hence they were know as Jennifer Aniston's Nipple's. It's not like she used to have nipples, but they were suckled off by a desperate pig, because that would be my Aunt Elena. I like to call her nipples Pinky and Perky, as for me, it just has a better ring to it. But what do I know? Here I am, at midnight, drowning myself in vodka, writing about Jennifer Aniston's Nipples.
In the photo above, we can clearly see the nipples of Jennifer Aniston, trying to get out of the shirt, pushing at the fabric of the shirt, enticing me. Her mouth is open, so she can whisper sweet nothings into my ear, while all the bad things fly away. And let's not forget tension in those arms being built up, her muscles readying for action, toying with her nipples.
Oh sweet Jesus, it's like heaven today. That coy smile melts my heart and the nipples work their way into my soul, like an image forever imprinted on my eyelids. Whenever I shut my eyes, all I can see is her beautiful nipples, always straining to reach me, so I can touch them, caress them. Does anyone else see the yellow border?
The black dress is so tight, and the nipples so badly want to be free, it takes all of my self control not to wrap my teeth around them and then bite them off, like a tiger savaging the neck of an innocent gazelle, so young and cute, but destined for a end that brings happiness to only one. The Royal Bank of L'Oreal Paris Visa (Toronto) should feel so immensly lucky to have been graced by Jennifer Aniston, such a delightful person. Such a delightful person.
My brother Kenny agrees.
See here? Even when she is surrounded by men, she will not look at them, for Jennifer Aniston only has eyes for me. These disgusting men, with their inability to button their ties and their terrible hair, are me who will never be able to have her, because you see, her nipples only cry out for me. Who even needs a random black square thing?
Those eyes. They want me on that posh leather thing, right next to her. The eye contact we just had has made everything work. Her nipples have retreated, as they have done their job successfully. I am now here, and I am now hers.