Mr Right wanted to show me his six pack, I couldn't keep it to myself so I thought I'd share, here it is for your viewing pleasure
alternatively they could be rolls of flab.
And you really don't want to see what he did with his buns or for that matter my baps (I'm here all week)!
This post is fast going the way of a recent evening of dessert/cake-based pun texts exchanged with the undisputed pun king, Mr B.
I knead to get out more!