A conversation among women

I hate it when men write those poems about breasts.

You mean like Will's? This week? The one dedicated to
you know who you are?
Why?

I don't know. It's the whole deal: I like big ones
and little ones. And that word, pert.
Or was it perky?
What if I wrote about men like that.

Maybe you should give it a try.

Yeah. With all my experience.
I've only slept with 3.2 men.

.2?

Oh yeah. Lots of .2s. I've had way too many .2s.
Pert is not the word there. Or perky.

Are you going to explain that?

What? You think I should write a poem about it?
Maybe dedicate it:
This is for .2s. You know who you are . . .

That might offend some folks.

Oh. And I would never want to do that.