sex on the brain

so i'm sitting in a meeting today. and i'm bored. i'm taking notes but it really doesn't matter. i just wanted to get out of it as quickly as i could.

fast-forward to 3 hours later and i turn back to the page of notes from that meeting. right at the top of the page, making up about a 2 inch block across the top - a masthead if you will - is giant one pair of doodled tits.

what the fuck is wrong with me? if i hadn't had a little nookie action in the recent past, i'd say that i was in the need of a good fuck. but that's not it. maybe it would be excusable if there was a hot chick in the room at the time. but no. we were talking about production budgets. what a fucking bore.

i do admit that i can draw a nice rack, though! if i can find a scanner, i'll post a pic shortly.