If the title if this post didn’t warn you, this post is intended for a mature audience. Or rather an audience over the age of 16. I just chose a random age. It’s meant for grown ups. Don’t read it with your children.
Get it? Got it? Good. Now on with it.
The names have been changed to protect the guilty.
MILF MILF Baby, MILF MILF Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
MILFs are back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
MILFs with a breast pump daily and nightly
Will they ever stop? Yo – I don’t know
Turn off the pump The MILFs will blow
To the extreme MILFs rock a babe like a pro.
Light up a room and milk a boob like a pro.
A group of women got together last Friday. We had laughs. We had wine. Lots of wine.
We decided that we as women needed to celebrate ourselves. We started by going around the table and stating things we are good at.
“I’m a good friend.”
“I’m good at cleaning.”
“I’m getting better at taking care of myself so I can be a MILF.”
The conversation continued and the wine flowed like a river ….at least for me. I kept adding to my glass as did a new friend. Pinot Grigio. Or as I taught the ladies …. Greasy Penis. (My friend Snarkfest shared that with me. Easy way to remember when sending someone else out shopping for your wine. )
After we all made our way home and had a great night’s sleep the conversation continued via group text.
Here’s the list of hashtags we came up with :
Tonight was wonderful, awful, hard and beautiful.
The things we dealt with didn’t define us tonight. We just were friends drinking wine.
We were just women.
Supporting each other.