The Difference Between Men and Women

On a recent evening, as we were taking our customary after-dinner constitutional, I was holding Angie in front of me as we walked up a small hill. With her face directly in front of my chest, she began rubbing her nose back and forth between my breasts. Weird, I thought, as Miguel and I laughed at her antics and tried unsuccessfully to get her to stop. Finally, I transferred her to Miguel's arms where she promptly began the same strange behavior. But within seconds she stoped, pressing her hands against his flat chest and exclaiming, "You ha' no boobs!"