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prairiedaun Mar. 22nd, 2004 08:44 pm)
prairiedaun Mar. 22nd, 2004 08:44 pm)Let me tell you a little story.
So there was once a girl. One day this girl was sitting in her Greek and Latin in Today's English class when all of a sudden she felt a sharpjabbing sensation in her right boob. "Ow!" she thought, as she surrepitously cupped her boob to see if there was any serious damage.
After touching her boob in class for what was probably just on the dark side of what is socially acceptable behaviour in public, the girl though "Well, that was odd," and she went bout the rest of the class.
As this girl walked to the candidate lecture after class she thought "Ow. It feels like there is something poking me in the boob. I wonder what that could be?"
When the girl's mother picks her up after school they headed over to the Grant Park mall to look at journals in the McNally Robinson bookstore. When they pull into the parking lot, the girl says "Just a minute. I need to take off my bra." The mother says "Here? Now?" Resolutely, the girl says yes.
In a move perfected while changing for girls high school rugby, the girl takes off her bra from underneath her button-down sweater and camisole. Lo and behold, the underwire has ripped through, and displaying a very sharp pointy end.
'Ouch!" said the girl. "Ouch!" agreed the mother. "There's a lingerie store inside, where we can purchase another bra." the mother said. "We have no money!" exclaimed the girl. "Ahh," went the mother, "but you have a credit card now. Let's go!" The daughter climbed out of the car. "You're going in without a bra on?" the mother inquired. "Why yes," said the daughter, "this is my one chance to be a harlot and appear in public without a bra." So off they went.
So there was once a girl. One day this girl was sitting in her Greek and Latin in Today's English class when all of a sudden she felt a sharpjabbing sensation in her right boob. "Ow!" she thought, as she surrepitously cupped her boob to see if there was any serious damage.
After touching her boob in class for what was probably just on the dark side of what is socially acceptable behaviour in public, the girl though "Well, that was odd," and she went bout the rest of the class.
As this girl walked to the candidate lecture after class she thought "Ow. It feels like there is something poking me in the boob. I wonder what that could be?"
When the girl's mother picks her up after school they headed over to the Grant Park mall to look at journals in the McNally Robinson bookstore. When they pull into the parking lot, the girl says "Just a minute. I need to take off my bra." The mother says "Here? Now?" Resolutely, the girl says yes.
In a move perfected while changing for girls high school rugby, the girl takes off her bra from underneath her button-down sweater and camisole. Lo and behold, the underwire has ripped through, and displaying a very sharp pointy end.
'Ouch!" said the girl. "Ouch!" agreed the mother. "There's a lingerie store inside, where we can purchase another bra." the mother said. "We have no money!" exclaimed the girl. "Ahh," went the mother, "but you have a credit card now. Let's go!" The daughter climbed out of the car. "You're going in without a bra on?" the mother inquired. "Why yes," said the daughter, "this is my one chance to be a harlot and appear in public without a bra." So off they went.