Well, I had some help in the form of her impressive set of giant wooden tits, surgically implanted after a gang of local, rabbid insane clowns honked her breasts right off. They were mighty and bulbous, and the darkness of the wood made them seem like a large set of african american testicles. I quickly learned my lesson when I woke the next morning, covered in more splinter's than Jesus Christ's worked over back and ass on Good Friday afternoon.