Thanks for the mammaries

This came through my email the other day and I produce it here with absolutely no apologies because I love it, it's a guy thing;

When I was 13 I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend with big tits.

When I was 16 I got a girlfriend with big tits but there was no passion, so I decided I needed a passionate girl with a zest for life.

In college I dated a passionate girl but she was too emotional. Everything was an emergency. she was a drama queen, cried all the time and threatened to commit suicide, so I decided I needed a girl with stability.

When I was 25 I found a very stable girl but she was boring, she was totally predictable and never got excited about anything. Life became so dull that I decided I needed a girl with some excitement.

When I was 28 I found an exciting girl but I couldn't keep up with her, she rushed from one thing to another, never settlled on anything. She did mad impetuous things and made me miserable as often as I was happy. She was great fun initially and very energetic but directionless, so I decided to find a girl with some real ambition.

When I turned 30 I found a smart ambitious girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground so I married her, she was so ambitious that she divorced me and took everything that I owned.

I am older and much wiser now and I am looking once again for a girl with big tits.