I can just see the "guy" gently pulling the little baggy out of a box, he holds it up to his face, flips it over. After spending 10-15 seconds gently caressing the object with his thumb he tilts his head to one side and gives it a good:
"SNIFF"
followed by two more quick sniffs.
Then he reverently moves it to his personal museum space where he already has a wooden display holder for the boob inlarger waiting. He places it on the display piece and slowly closes and locks the door.
35 years from now, after our boob collector is gone. The kids are going thorugh his stuff and they find his small collection. 3 IUD's, 2 Pacemakers, 4 strands of ears, one of Micheal Jackson's noses, and one boob implant all bought off ebay. Not to mention the skulls and legs bones he'd "found" when he was in his pirate (or Free Mason) phase.
Dad gets accused of being a serial killer with body part collector habits and another black sheep gets added to the family...
Oh well.
Congrats Yvsa, it's true you know, I was at work yesterday and I said to a Co-worker, "You know, everybody knows Yvsa" and she said "yea ain't it cool?" Then she got hateful and I beat her with a boob implant. See Buddy I took up for ya!!!