I tole Momma today what I wants to pierce my nipples, and she sayed that the Lord didn't give me no nipples for to be pokin' holes in 'em. But I tole her what the Lord sayed He don't mind when I beed dreamin' on Him last night. Momma sayed that she would lace me up like a hockey skate and tie me to a  stop sign if I beed stickin' any rings in my nipples. She sayed the Lord tole her she could. Which, I doubts that; but she would prawly do it anyhow.