You sure about that? (Links are NOT work safe–Veb)
Women with breasts larger than their heads are gross.
It’s all about proportion, people. Proportion.
You try telling Barbie that!
You think I want to brave the ninjas?
And the tigers?
And the ninja tigers?
Do you think I’m really that desperate to fight ignorance? I’ll leave Barbie’s Hell Lair alone and let her go on enslaving the minds of young girls. Thank you very much!
Change that 7 to 1. She doesn’t have any.
Or she could be a member of a relatively obscure Native American tribe who all share that same genetic anomaly. According to Bureau of Indian Affairs, their numbers are approximately half a thousand, which causes them to be known as the Indian Nippleless 500. 
Somewhere… electrons are groaning.
I’ll see your list, Fin, and raise you …
Angel Cakes Double-Whammies Loaves PT Boats
Apples Dueling Banjos Loblollies Pumpkins
Balboas Dugs Love Melons Rangoons
Balloons Dumplings Love Muffins Rib Balloons
Bangers Dunes Lulus Rib Cushions
Bangles Ear Muffs Macaroons Rivets
Bassoons Eclairs Mambos Roundies
Baubles Eggplants Mammaries Sandbags
Bazongas Enchiladas Mammies Satellites
Bazookas Flapjacks Mams Scones
Bazooms Flappers Mangos Scoops
Beacons Flesh Bulbs Marangos Set
Beanbags Flesh Melons Maraschinos Shakers
Bebops Floaters Marimbas Shebas
Betty Boops Floats Mau Maus Shimmies
Big Boppers Fog Lights Mausers Silos
Bikini Stuffers Fried Eggs Meatballs Skin Sacks
Billibongs Fun Bags Meat Loaves Skooners
Blinkers Gagas Melons Smoothies
Bombers Garbos Milk Cans Snuggle Pups
Bombshells Gazingas Milk Fountains Spark Plugs
Bonbons Gazongas Milk Shakes Specials
Bongos Glands Molehills Spheres
Bonkers Globelets Mommas Spongecakes
Boobers Globes Mondos Spuds
Boobies Gob Stoppers Montezumas Stacks
Boobs Gongas Moo Moos Stuffing
Boops Goombas Mother Lodes Sugarplums
Bops Grapefruits Mounds Sweater Meat
Bosom Grillwork Mountain Peaks Sweater Puffs
Boulders Guavas Muchachas Sweet Rolls
Bouncers Gum Drops Muffins Tahitis
Bra Buddies Handsets Mulligans Tamales
Bra Stuffers Hand Warmers Mushmelons Tartugas
Bronskis Headers Nancies Tatas
Bubbas Headlamps Nectarines Tattlers
Bubbies Headlights Niblets Teats
Buds Headphones Nibs Tetons
Bulbs Headsets Nippeloons Thangs
Bulges Hefties Nippelos Thingamajigs
Bullets Heifers Nippers Tidbits
Bumpers Hemispheres Nippies Titbits
Bumps Hills Nips Tits
Bust Hindenburgs Nodes Titskis
Busters Honeydews Nodules Titters
Busties Honkers Noogies Titties
Butterballs Hood Ornaments Nose Cones Tomatoes
Buttons Hoohas Oompas Tooters
Caboodles Hooters Orbs Torpedoes
Cannon Balls Hot Cakes Ottomans Tortillas
Cantaloups Hottentots Padding Totos
Carumbas Howitzers Pagodas Twangers
Casabas Hubcaps Pair Tweakers
Cha-Chas Huffies Palookas Tweeters
Charlies Humdingers Papayas Twin Peaks
Chihuahuas Hush Puppies Parabolas Twofers
Chimichongas ICBM’s Pastries Tympanies
Chiquitas Jawbreakers Paw Patties U-Boats
Coconuts Jemimas Peaches Umlauts
Congas Jibs Peakers Wahwahs
Corkers Jobbers Peaks Waldos
Creamers Jugs Pears Warheads
Cream Pies Jukes Pects Water-Melons
Cuhuangas Jumbos Peepers Whoppers
Cupcakes Kabukis Pillows Wind-Jammers
Curves Kalamazoos Pips Wobblers
Dingers Kazongas Plums Wongas
Dinghies Kazoos Pointer-Sisters Woofers
Dingos Knobbers Points Yabbos
Dirigibles Knockers Pokers Yams
Domes Kongas Polygons Yayas
Doodads Kumquats Pompons Zeppelins
Doozers Lactoids Pontoons Zingers
Doozies Lip Fodder Potatoes
:dubious:
You don’t need to be able to call them by eight-to-the-eight names in order to appreciate them. I’d quote Romeo and Juliet here, but it’s fairly unnecessary and anyway I’ll probably get it wrong.
After all… a picture is worth a thousand words, remember?
throws tomatoes
groan You aughta be hanged for that one.
Sir, I salute you. :smack:
I was never very good at saluting.
Paul I’ll see your raise, and use… magic, to change the wager entirely.
And they say my jokes are bad. Actually, I love it. Took me right in.
I wanted to work in a joke about the guys with the gearsticks using the right rubbers otherwise they’d be too much friction in the tunnel, but I got a message on my headphones to abort.
Ohhh, I get it.
I removed this link, which went to a Google images search for “fish tits”. If you have Google’s search filter turned off, it turns up some gross images.
Very gross images.
:: shudder ::
This job sucks.
All I get Googling “fish tits” is 5 pictures, none of which are gross, or even particularly relevant. I mean, a silver dish, a guy juggling…what to these images have to do with fish tits?
I don’t know about growing but I can tell you that pregnancy and age have left mine a wee bit um . . . . deflated.
Turn your search filter off.
On second though, don’t. Jesus christ.
Ooooookey, then. The varieties of human experience…
that’s why i’m here. 