A unique function of boobies.

Not enough brain capacity to say much so I'll fill it with pictures. I spent some time during the break looking for a neck massager since Mr. John my massage therapist can only do so much. Usually when I go for a massage my neck doesn't hurt at the time - my insurance just happens to pay for it so I take advantage. We have an old school massage machine at home which we (my family) call "the booby massager" because it has two humps between which your neck sits as you lie down. The humps rotate around, and the massager looks pretty funny, but it feels oh so good. I couldn't for the longest time find the massager, so I requested it for Christmas from my sister and sent her this drawing of it over MSN:
We ended up finding a weird massager at Pac Mall, which kinda has 50 humps on it. It looks really strange, but it'll do the job since there ain't no man massaging my neck these days. Incidentally, the old booby massager was found a day after I bought the new one. It was in my closet the whole time. Kind of stupid of me, but at least I have a massager in both TO and London.