On another note, when I found out my friend’s mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer and had gone through a mastectomy, I felt terribly sorry and gave her a hug. I also said,
“Please give her my breast”.
Whilst we’re on the penis, pardon me, peanut matter. I argued with my sister before about airlines serving penis, bollocks, of course I meant peanuts, that I disagreed with such a service as people with a penis (OK I can’t help it) peanut allergy may find themselves having allergic attacks in 36000 miles above ground.