Salma Hayek loves her some breastfeeding. Wow. Good for her, I guess? I did it because I thought I should, but I sure didn't love it. I constantly smelled like sour milk and looked as though I had just pressed my boobs up against a wet car window. Leaky von Leakerhausen.
“I’m like an alcoholic. It is like, I don’t care if I cry, I don’t care if I am fat, I am just going to do it for one more week, one more month, and then when I see how much good it is doing her and I can’t stop.”
Okay then. Wait a minute. Is that a hairnet on her head?? What the GDH? Well, I guess I'll have the hash, some toast and a cup of coffee, Salma. Thanks.