It's Oprah, you'd like them
Time Flies When You're Touching Them (And Campaigning)
It’s February, people, and I keep wondering where did the time go? Thanks for all the fan mail. I’m glad you all love my new blog and I apologize for my negligence. It’s been WAY too long since my last post, but as you know, I’ve been campaigning for Obama. Now, girlfriends, you know I did LOTS of soul-searching before endorsing Barak. My heart of hearts has long wanted to see a sister in the oval office. But come on people… I WILL BE the first lady president. Sorry Hillary. You’re still quite a lady.
I’d also like share a photo with you. Below is the grand prize winner of my “touching them” contest. We flew our lucky winner out to California and, people, he was just tickled to death. He got to touch them for the better part of an hour. He LOVED them and said he’d never seen such enormous nipples. You’d like them too. I promise.
Next up, I’ve got a surprise bigger than my nipples!! Remember when I gave 276 audience members new cars? In a date to be announced, I’ll be letting my audience members, yes all of them, touch THEM. Stay tuned people, it’s going to be crazy.
The Gift of Fear
I had a guest on recently who talked about the “gift of fear.” People, the things you fear have NO POWER. It’s the fear itself that can bind you. On my last show, I experienced fear. I always like to touch them (especially the left one) backstage before we begin filming. They’re great. You’d like them. Touching them, has become a ritual. I’m superstitous about doing it now.
I was running late yesterday and didn’t have the opportunity to spend any time with them before the show. When I came out to greet the audience I felt fear gripping me. Could I do a good show, I wondered, since I hadn’t spent anytime touching them backstage.
You know what , I just went with it. And since I was scared, I broke out of my COMFORT ZONE. It was the gift of fear. But believe me, people, that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop touching them before shows. Life’s too short for that!
tried something different tonight, audience
I normally start the night by cupping the right one first. it just feels more supple to me. (some people have said it’s larger but that makes me angry b/c it’s not). I began with the left and it was really, well, fantastic and different.
This big, you'd like them
That picture of me below… that’s me showing you, my fans, how big my nipples are. They’re bigger than my head. You’d like them. My huge nipples tell me which books to recommend.
me again
And yes, they are nice. My boobs that is. I’m still fondling them. Now with lotion. they are yuuuuuuummmmy! you’d like them