Tickle-me-L-mo

I was admiring my naked self in the mirror again the other morning when the beauteousness of it all suddenly became comic fodder. For about a half a minute I thought my boobs liked like the ping-pong ball style eyes of a Muppet while my belly button was the itty-bitty mouth. Luckily for me, Muppets don't necessarily need noses. My body would be seriously messed-up if I had a Muppet nose somewhere on my front. *shudders*