Boobs! Big ones!
We were all fascinated by them.
Men obsessed, women obsessed.
It\'s understandable that babies are obsessed.
But if you, like me, don\'t drag a huge pair of funbags anywhere you go, you should learn to love your small and medium-sized shelves.
In any case, they really have only one reason there-feeding sprogs-so in the end you want a lot of breasts anyway, I have a friend who absolutely breaks the chest.
There are beautiful natural scenery here. (
The National Trust has been investigating. )
She has, however, been accepting some acts of rather disingenuous conduct.
I don\'t know about you, but there was a stranger shouting, \"Hey! TITS!
Across the busy street, I don\'t think it\'s the most interesting.
The smaller chest means less underwear failure.
When my peers fall into the complex three
We don\'t wear bras, we don\'t wear backless clothes like the plague.
People in the chest can become wild and free without worrying about the unplanned performance of a rogue nurse.
Try to cram your DDs into a fragile white T-
The shirt and your parent/head teacher/HR manager will be on you like a mouse, surrounded by words like \"inappropriate\" and \"distracting.
I know it\'s ridiculous and unfair.
At the same time, I and members of the Itty tit Council flew under the radar wearing a tit vest.
After all, when you are built like an ironing board, it is ugly and inappropriate.
Of course, every time you go to drink, she may be the focus of your attention, but when was the last time you had your partner with the FF cup coming home from the Marks & Spencer auction in January with a bra for £ 1.
Never, that was the time.
Enjoy half your salary at Bravissimmo. A well-
Donated friends recently bought a swimming dress for £ 50 as it is the only one that can hold her epic breasts and prevent them from erupting like a pair of huge ping
Table tennis in geyser country.
After all, when they try to finish the butterfly perfectly, no one wants to hit the face with their own ass. But…fifty quid. FIFTY QUID.
Just like Greece\'s GDP now.
I wear a sports bra when I do cardio because everyone should do that.
For that kind of organization, it\'s not good to swing like blancmange.
But if I forget, it\'s okay, I can handle it.
This is not the more generous ratio;
While the plump ladies can hardly get on the bus without feeling some serious distortion, my apartment-
My peers and I can dance the whole dance in buff, no problem.
I never got a guy trying to drive you and I didn\'t, but it sounded terrible. . As a B-
Cup, it\'s nice to know that I can do business without being harassed by the terrible Quadboob.
No one knows where he came from, but he can even turn the most gorgeous shelf into a big and meaty four --
A packet of hot cross bread.
See also: return.
You know what happens when I don\'t wear anything.
My chest barely moves half an inch when I take off my bra, which means that although I will never be a charming model without thorough surgery, I am a stretchmark free zone. Lesser-
With the passage of time, the creatures of the chest will not become so drooping;
You see, gravity pays less attention to the smaller mass. (THAT’S SCIENCE. Ish. )
They think they\'re having a good time right now, but all your buxom teammates will be playing keepy-
By the time they were forty years old, their bodies were ready.
Just looking forward to this.