Fake Boobie. They are everywhere in Yaletown.
I secretly despised them. Perhaps I secretly want them, but I have equivalently large breast so I don’t need them. Oh well.
They stand up when you are up,
They stand up when you are lying down,
They are up when you’re upside down,
They are always just up.
Also, I probably just despised them because I’ve had real ones all my life and I don’t understand (or just not willing to,...refuse to understand) why in the hell a woman would want to mutilate her body that way…alright, that’s a bit harsh...
Why would you want to introduce something foreign into your body for the purpose of esthetics? Isn’t that what make-up is for? Perhaps some women feels that they are scamming the guy and tricking him into thinking that they have boobs if they stuff their bras, but isn’t this the same thing anyways? They feel like balloons...who wants to carry a couple of ballons around? ok, ok cheap shot...
Seriously, if I was to get one, I get them after I have children once they sink to the floor. hehe
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