So today at lunch i went out with coworkers (as usual) and of course the conversation was perverted ... as usual. Believe it or not these are my favorite convos because they are SO hilarious. Some of you (all one of you who actually read this) might think that finding humor in a perverted conversation is, well, perverted. no worries you won't get any arguments from me.
Let's be honest, every person that presents themselves as being "innocent" and "virtous"... they're secretly perverted. How do i know this?... well i used to be one those people. shhhh, don't tell my mom about the "used to" part. Okay, so maybe some of these sheltered fools don't get those really perverted jokes that are really only funny because of the double meaning of some word... like um... headlights, cans, rack, jugs, twin peaks, milk dispensers, my big brown eyes... the last one is my personal favorite. Of course, in one movie these twin mammory glands doubled as radio tuners and some unfortunately ill informed male tried to "tune in tokyo".
speaking of nipple holders, i wanna know who came up with the methodology behind bra sizes??... CUPS??? this doesn't bring up a very pleasant thought of what the first bras were made up of. imagine some woman a long time ago who was getting ready to go for her daily run... but was sick of the pain of no support. standing in her kitchen she spied a couple of cups in the sink. THAT's IT! she thought, as she grabbed a piece of rope and two cups... i suspect the jock strap was born the same way.
=o)
Peace Out.
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