You know, I don't have a problem with breasts.
Not at all, no sir.
But I do have a problem, if you're a jealous boyfriend
who allows your girlfriend to reveal mountains of cleavage
and not expect her to be stared at.
Now, that's just fucking retarded.
To put it in the words of an acquaintace,
'How the hell are we supposed not to stare, when they allow
their boobs to spill out!?'
'It's not our fault lor, we can't help looking down.'
And really, it's not that I have anything against being PDA.
But you should know that common sense should apply to
being PDA as well. You know how fucking hard it is to listen
to music and space out, when right beside you you have
great sprawling mammary glands, erm, sprawled all over the
glass divider?
If you're going to hug your chick, spare a little thought for
the poor chap sitting down with ear phones in the head,
resting his tired little cranium where you so politley decide
to spread your girlfriend's breast over on the other end,
whilst on your little PDA trip.
You know, that glass isn't that thick.
And after all, they're great sprawlign mammary glands man,
use them sparingly. You don't want everyone gawking at you
couple, do you?
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