Jenny Hendrix, seen here mixing a beverage, is eight days away from getting new breasts.
“They’re getting a little bigger,” she confirmed.
We tried to organize a protest march through the streets of the Valley, but safety has become an issue. Still, the mood on the set recently was one of melancholy, as we all remembered fun things we’ve been through with Jenny’s original breasts.
“You’ll see the new ones at AVN,” she said.
Don’t pine for Hendrix’ breasts, Reader. Like Frosty the Snowman, they will return again some day.
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I will miss the old ones… (a single tear rolls down my cheek)
You’ve got it all wrong. The single tear rolls down your cheek when you see someone littering on your tribal lands. The proper expression of grief in this case is to pour out your 40 on Jenny’s old breasts’ grave, and say “Mourn ya till I join ya.”