"Wardobe Malfunction" at Jack-In-The-Box (or what I saw at lunch today)

I witnessed a wardrobe malfuntion at the JITB today.

I was sitting at a table eating and this woman came in wearing bright yellow see thru short shorts, dark colored thong underwear and a purple stretchy bandeau/tube top. The tube top while precariously perched upon her large boobs barely clinging onto her nipples started to slide down even further. Next the nipple was exposed and she was clueless. She was there waiting for her order and her whole boob just popped out of the tube top:eek: Still she is clueless.

The woman/manager at the other register politlely gestured to her then she was pulling her “shirt” up, red faced. As soon as she got her food (to go) she hurried out to her car and left. Lots of laughing/snickering ensued in the resteraunt. She didn’t have that great of a body and it looked like she had a cheap boob job.

I feel sorry for the young guy taking her order. I was watching him… He did a good job at not trying to look at her breast. At least he didn’t say “May I take your nipple… I mean order… please?” :smiley:

Well, it does fit in with the whole “Jack-in-the-box” theme, after all…

"‘Pop’ goes the weasel?

You went to the Latin Grammys? That’s a joke about the outfit, by the way, not the falling out of boobage.

Add some lime-green leg warmers to that ensemble and you have pretty much described my sister’s entire wardrobe. She could actually benefit from a bad boob job though.

I’ll say you witnessed a wardrobe malfunction, all right. Blech, what a hideous outfit!

Was she a hooker by any chance?

Gah! Why am I picturing her as 300 pounds??!!! I have to go scrub out my mind’s eye now. Or watch some porn, or something to get this image out of my head.

nah… the hookers here have better taste in clothing :smiley:

Ghanima, no she wasn’t 300 pounds- she just wasnt super fit but not overweight.

Or, worse yet, “Would you like to supersize that?”.

Back in the days when I was a travel agent, a nice young man spent 45 minutes or so in my office while I helped him plan his honeymoon.
Sat right opposite me.
Problem was, he was wearing short shorts and his wee Free Willy had slipped out for air and was resting on his thigh.
Do you have any idea how difficult it is not to stare at someone’s penis once you’ve noticed it a’ hanging and a’ dangling?

I witnessed a wardrobe malfunction in a fst-food joint once. A young man in short-shorts (on rollerblades!) rolled to a table next to ours. He sat down and his flacid member slid out to rest against his thigh. He noticed my friend staring at this and asked, “So, what do you think?” She responded, “Of What? Three inches of dangling fury? Not impressed!” He turned red, got up and rolled away.

See through short shorts? Where do you live that people wear …

Oh - Las Vegas. Gotttya.

Jeez. It’s getting where you can’t even masturbate on the bus anymore.

Damn you, fundies!
/kidding

//you hope

“Dude, the mouse is out of the house. Fix that, this is a family place.”

I used to work the drive thru window at Jack in the Box during the graveyars shift. Both bare boobies and hairy pogo sticks were commonplace occurrences. Apparently, a lot of people don’t consider being practically naked in their cars being practically :eek: naked in public.

Hairy pogo sticks?!?!:eek: :smiley:

No, that was the woman in the white dress with the undisguised saucer-sized aureoles that I had the pleasure :smack: of watching play miniature golf with her boyfriend and 7-year-old son.

One time I got off the bus at a busy stop downtown when another bus pulled up. An older, but not elderly, woman got off and made a mad dash for my bus. She was seemingly unaware that her tube top was around her waist. Whether it had assumed that position 5 seconds before or five minutes, I have no idea. She was wearing a blazer too but it was unbuttoned and her older lady boobs were flapping free. I guess catching the bus was more important than stopping a second to cover up. As for me, I would have stopped and risked waiting five minutes for the next bus.

A scene from my teenerhood:

I’m at the burger joint, getting ready to order.

Top-heavy doll in tube top wanders in.

Room slowly goes silent. All stare in wonder at the heavenly rack.

Top-heavy doll does not deign to notice, natch. Still, dressed like that, one figures she must have been seeking attention.

Burger Guy wanders out of back and up to window and bawls, “Pair of whoppers, single fry?”

Dead silence.

Then, room erupts laughing.

Top-heavy doll goes beet red, spins, and storms out.

Burger Guy stands there looking confused with a *what-did-I-just-miss * look on his face.

It’s a scene I have never forgotten. :stuck_out_tongue:

This make me remember a scene last year- I was out to lunch with my friend at an outdoor cafe. There was a big fountain next to us and an older lady was there with a child. She was wearing a sleeveless dress, but it was like a jumper- CLEARLY you were supposed to wear something under it- the armholes went clear down to the waist and it was just fluttering in the breeze. I got a frightening glimpse into the future (repeatedly, as did everyone else) and it was not at all pretty, my friends.