Chesticles

Well, there's a first time for everything. I can't tell you exactly what it's for, but some CEO out there decided to rent my chest for a new product launch this Friday. That's not the interesting part, though. I was sent a digital picture taken of a whiteboard – with a mock-up of my chest, exactly where the text should go. My bubbies were circled with mystical hyperlinks back to the site. I don't have the nipples to tell 'em that I don't typically create imagemaps, but (somehow) I don't think they'll complain if someone gets to their URL via my belly button.