A strange, slightly embarrassing saying that I agreed with

 SP was over the other night, got pretty dranks, I was pretty high, we talked about gender dynamics and relations and what not, the five of us.

He said something that was so hilarious and a drunk-person thing to say, yet a little bit profound and I agreed to it right away. Now in more sober times as I evaluate it, there's so many things about it to agree with. I think it's alright, despite how stupid it sounds.

The safest place in the world is a woman's bosom, that's what he said.

And I agreed. All your worries and fear gone, safe underneath the caressing folds of the bosom, unafraid, unfearing, ready to rule the world. The front of your body and head are protected from arrows by another person, and the back of your head by their hands. It really is a safe position to be in.

More on this later, this should be an ongoing topic of conversation.

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