This is to the self centered bitch with the shiney Red Rain Slicker at a certian book store/trendy yuppy coffee shop… If you wear a jacket that is tight and allows your gargantuan tits to hang out with nipples peaking..don’t get mad at the guy because he takes a look…. they’re up there and out there as plain as day…. show some modesty or show them all…. they weren’t that nice to start and am sure that the viens running the course of the milk mountian was thicker than the one in my knob…… —Eye full on an empty stomach
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Clearly you didn’t pay attention in Wimmin’s Studies 101:
http://i.imgur.com/GP1oy.jpg
Those tits are for her to enjoy, you fucking heathen. How dare you stare at advertising!!!
Where’s the bookstore?….I love looking at big-uns lol.
Prolly another Chapter of my life I am glad I missed
My Double Dees have made grown men weep – especially when they see that I can use them as ankle warmers and, on occasion, water wings.
Should have asked for extra milk in your coffee.
Klyde – what is the name of the 3 pronged spear that Poseidon wields >; )
Trident I believe Ivanofsky lol.
A trident, Ivanski? Methinks someone needs a summit – heh-heh.
Said hello to Painey today – a great start for a great day.
Speaking of that…I saw real_P yesterday and gave a big shout out to him
I miss my Bitch Buds. >: ( The Gulag is especially sucktastic right now. We absolutely do need a summit soon.
Summit ..Summit..Summit..lol
Now that I think of it….I don’t think they want to see my carcass again….they couldn’t keep up with making pot after pot of coffee that my body requires….certainly got my 2.75’s worth.
Paingirl and I were commenting this morning that we’d love to meet you, Klyde. I’ve heard you’re a good fit at the Halgonquin Rectangular Table.
Told PK that we should be knights and damsels of the ROUND table, not rectangular table…wanted to talk with all..will be pleasure to meet you and painey. IVAN…my friend…you are a riot.
Very few people make me crack up but Ivanski is one of them – plus he consumes my left-over Caesar drink olives – what’s not to love?
Actually, you’re right, Klyde, a round table would be preferable. Especially for us old damsels with fucked-up knees who’d like to talk to everyone – lol!
The questions is, did you glance or did you look? Looking bordering on staring is difficult where mammoth mammaries are concerned but we must conduct ourselves as though we live in a civilized society.
Speaking of coffee shops, I guess Just Us! is changing their name to Just You! in certain locations.
As well, where the hell is Paingirl these days?
tt, you and I could have a battle of the bazooms. I can grab one of mine in both hands, whirl it around my head like casey at the bat. i’ll toss the other one behind my back to counterfoil any assault from behind. dare ya.
But could you use them as knee pads, GDM, or have a decent game of hackysack with yours? Mine have kept me plenty entertained, post-menopause – lol – they also make great neck pillows.
‘fraid hackysack is out, bloody things would knock me poor auld knees out. the weight you know.
knee pads, there’s a practical use for them.
reminds me of the old song.
do your boobs hang low, do they waggle to and fro
can you tie em in a knot?
can you tie em in a bow?
can you fling them o’er your shoulder like a continental stole.
do your BOOBS haaaang LOW ow ow!!!!
Hello Eye full,
So it’s her fault that you have no self control? FYI, many women feel very uncomfortable being ogled .. not to mention angry when the pig is confronted, and blames the woman for looking great, and then insults what he was attracted to in the first place.
Do you want to know what the proper response would have been?
“Sorry, I was momentarily distracted .. it won’t happen again.” But it takes a responsible man to face the music, doesn’t it?
Lots of big boobed women have trouble finding clothing that fits properly. My bff has huge boobs and they’re always here and there because clothing isn’t made to accommodate them.
It’s certainly not her fault you’re a total pig. Next time, don’t be a pig and maybe you would have gotten a date instead of shot down completely (which is the only reason you’re talking about her in such a derogatory way, btw. Because she finds you offensive instead of the god you fancy yourself to be and that was a total blow to your obviously gargantuan ego. Which I’m staring at, btw. And will laugh at over dinner tonight.)
See Buddha is a classy dude. Buddha would have admitted to his mistake and then said “look. I’m obviously a pig. I know your eyes are up there but… you’re pretty and i’m sorry for being so obvious at noticing it. I’d love to apologize properly. Say, over coffee?”
There are ways to clean up YOUR MESS without blaming the people who are sick as shit of your messes.
This is your fault douche. Grow up. Instead of being a whiny, petulant brat, try being someone who is classy enough to come up with a snappy, yet endearing comeback. This is how everyone gets laid except you. They have a modicum of class.
i’m here critter guy, just lurking. lovely to see you too tt
Pleasure was all mine, layday. (in Audrey’s Manchesterian accent)
Your and yours fine folk.
You and yours – damn this tablet and its unnatural keyboard – feck!
Sounds like my new phone…predictive text… changes when you least expect it. At least we’re having fun….or is it frustration.
Hello Great Batsh**,
Loved your post, despite the gender mixup! Yes, it could be a start if handled that way … I don’t expect men to be perfect, and I do want to be noticed/liked .. most guys take one good look, and let it go at that. It’s the oglers that creep me out. make me wonder if I’m safe.
Fuck that!!! You bitches is whack!!!
Bitches be all like…”I’m gonna dress myself (being a fucking adult) so my titties are hanging out and I’m gonna get offended by anyone who looks at them. Then a bunch of catty bitches that make fun of me behind my back, about how slutty I look and how desperate I am for attention, are going to call everyone who looks at them a bunch of pigs.”
Jesus H. Do you even listen to yourselves?
Where’s this coffee shop? If she dresses like a slut, then I’m staring. Fuck. My wife points them out.
In Florida there’s topless coffee shops with drive thrus.
When working at a certain second hand bookstore I chanced upon this obscure volume:
http://farm1.staticflickr.com/36/82668181_…
..and shelved it in the Wimmin’s Studies section.
Heh Heh Heh.
…right between “The Wisdom of Paris Hilton’s Purse-Rat” and the autobio of the hermaphro-wrestler known as Chyna.
Hay feminazis – if you can’t laugh at yourselves…?
…then have another slice of cheesecake and blame the patriarchy.
“In Florida there’s topless coffee shops with drive thrus.”
Sounds like an accident waiting to happen.
Good to hear from you Painey, thought you might have gotten tired of reading about drivers vs. cyclists and dog poo.
Look harper, if you dress slutty you will get noticed. This girl wasn’t dressed slutty. SHE CAN’T FIND CLOTHING TO FIT.
This is a problem for well endowed women everywhere.
And despite the fact that men will look, women have a right to say “leave me alone”
It’s just how it is. If a guy has the right to stare, CERTAINLY a female has the right to tell him not to.
How come it’s ok for you guys to do whatever you want but we’re always being held accountable?
Even moggies stare.
http://i.qkme.me/36gf3j.jpg
Hell, even the Colonel-In-Chief isn’t immune:
http://www.startrip.tv/images/2007/07/12/0…
I’m just relieved that old Stegosaurus-lugs knows what they’re for.
When did I say it’s ok to stare? My point was, the same women who condemn guys/girls (cause lesbians are just as guilty as straight guys for doing this) for staring are the same women who stare and say to their friends while laughing “look at her, what a slut she is for attracting that type of attention”. I’ve overheard this many times. I suppose you aren’t judgmental at all, huh? Never said anything like that while you were out with other women? I highly doubt it.
How the Fuck do you know she can’t find cloths to fit? I see 400 pounders at the grocery store every day that can find cloths to fit. Big tittied women have nowhere to shop? No cloths that fit them? They have to walk around with their nipples showing? Please, give me a fucking break!!! Maybe if they didn’t shop at the “Snookie and J-Wow” department, they would have an easier time.
THE ICONIC STATUS OF THE FEMALE BREAST
“..don’t get mad at the guy because he takes a look.. Eye full on an empty stomach
I think the comments on this thread have all missed the point. What is that point? The point is the iconic role of the female breast in the male imagination. More particularly, it is the reason why the female breast has that iconic role in the first place. Why is this the case?
We see in National Geographic pictures of topless females standing around in the jungle or perhaps beating maze in wooden bowls with long wooden pestles. Normally the male does not find her breasts in the least erotic to say nothing of their having any iconic status in his imagination. So there’s a cultural thing here. The male might get turned on in other ways but he seems to regard the female’s breasts with indifference.
Of course, there’s the actual breast itself. Not all breasts are considered equal. Indeed, the withered dugs of the old crone are anything but erotic. On the contrary. No, to be iconic the female breast must be nicely shaped, conical is contour, and all topped off with a little rosebud nipple.
One finds that one wants to reach out and stroke those smooth, luscious orbs. One wants to gently place one’s mouth over their and, with the tip of one’s tongue, slowly circle that surrounding areola and watch the nipple as it becomes erect. One listens as her breathing becomes heavy. One notices that her hips begin to undulate. One pulls down her panties revealing her magnificent engorged labia. One falls down on one’s knees and gently insert one’s tongue into her welcoming cleft. One feels the press of her flesh on one’s mouth as she forcibly thrusts her thighs into one’s face in complete orgasmic abandon. One feels her nails scoring one’s back as, screaming with pleasure, she comes in an unrestrained gush. Oh God. One is unable to restrain oneself any further. One comes copiously and falls into her waiting arms.
Excuse me. There’s something I must attend to.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
A couple of typos there. Correct them yourselves.
Cheerio!
hard to correct when no-one reads em…
anyhoo…
batshit, feel free to crotch-stare all you like and see how many dudes get all pissy.
You’re in public… and dressed yourself, sure people show just how creepy they are but that’s what you get with a general populace.
creepy people, fucktards, and the occasional nicety from time to time.
How would you know no one reads them, you half-wit.
I don’t read them. That’s one.
If chicks with big tits are free to dress however, they want, then dykes and dudes are free to look all they want too. My Warrior eyes will peer wherever they warrior want!
mmmmmmm… titties
So there’s been a bunch of dumb and untrue things said on this thread so far…
First, that big boobs cannot be clothed (no matter how big they are there is always enough material out there to cover em up) – that the lady OB was talking about was good looking (nothing about her looks was mentioned) – that OB was creeping (it’s hard not to stare when something is occupying the same space as a horizon in you field of view. It’s like optical gravity, your vision is sucked right in) – that OB was trying to score a date with boobs (probably the last thing on his mind) – that OB was required to apologize for something (apologize for what exactly? for having eyes, and mammoth-tits not having brains)
I love how a ‘lady’ like this can turn her body into sex symbol and the only people at fault are the ones who notice…
THE BUFFOON
:Cranky (10/30, 5:47PM)
“I don’t read them. That’s one.”
If you don’t read them then how were you able to respond to my comment made in response to the half-wit? That’s a self-refuting statement. You must have read them or at least one in order to make the response that you did. I know you will not understand that.
Of course, you could simply be agreeing with the half-wit without reading them. That would make you a quarter-wit or just a nitwit. I know you will not understand that since you are poor at fractions.
In any case why do you want to announce the fact that you haven’t read them? Do you think that the fact that you haven’t read them is of such importance that it needs to be announced, to be published? Are you some sort of egomaniac? Who, besides you, cares if you have read them or not? I know that you will not understand that.
The real reason you haven’t read them, of course, is because you are unable to understand them. You lack intelligence. You are a buffoon.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Oh, MM – you’ve been using the slick lips of labia majora as an oxygen mask for far too long, old sod.
Your porny passage has assured me that John Cleland can continue to rest soundly in his tomb.
A quick glance at a sentence once in awhile. That is all. The rest is ignored. For instance, all I took from the above was “If you don’t read them then how”. I’m sure the remainder was worth it for you.
Eh. My mom has the biggest boobs I’ve ever seen and she manages to cover them up (in clothing) quite well.
The trick is finding something that fits the biggest part and tailoring the rest to fit the smaller parts. *shrug*
As for OB’s tale of woe: it’s *mildly* annoying when I’m talking to someone and all they’re doing is looking at my tits, BUT, I don’t really care, otherwise, to be honest. You wanna look? Go right ahead, I can’t stop you and bitching about something you can’t control is just silly — just look at my face when we’re talking. S’all I ask.
I should add, though, I’m pretty short, so men tend to have to look down to see my face, so half the time they actually COULD be looking at my boobs and I wouldn’t know the difference.
Really? Never noticed that.
*whistles nonchalantly, scuffs toe of shoe in dirt, gazes intently at distant cloud formation*
I’ve actually heard women say that their big rack is an actual achievement. If so, let us fellows share in your glory.
Share the glory! Share the glory!
JERRY: You’re supposed to just take a peek after a poke. You were like you just put a quarter into one of those big metal things on top of the Empire State Building.
GEORGE: It’s cleavage. I couldn’t look away. What am I, waiting to win an Oscar here? This is all I have in my life.
JERRY: Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun, you don’t stare at it. It’s too risky. You get a sense of it and then you look away.
RSVPS
: T.T. Fonebone (10/31, 5:05PM)
Hmm. “… the slick lips of labia majora..”. A bit graphic perhaps, but do you think I could use it? Ah, John Cleland a master of erotica to whom I respectfully defer. But what about yourself? I’ve always thought female erotica was an object of considerable interest. Females come at it from another direction entirely, something made clear from “Fifty Shades of Grey.” However, your reference to Cleland indicates a certain sophistication. Any chance of a little erotica of your own? Build on your secret fantasies. I can help with the structure if you like. Sadly Mad dog declined but I detect sterner stuff in you. Let me know if you want a helping hand. No, no, not that sort of “helping hand”. I mean, my God!
: The Buffoon (5:38PM)
No Crappy, my reply was intended for your benefit which, unsurprisingly because of your lack of intelligence, you failed to grasp. But you mustn’t be downcast. It is all part of being a buffoon.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
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Actually, it’s the lack of moderation that is allowing these tedious pitches to continue. Tim Bousquet was rumoured to be moderating the board – perhaps this is the beginning of the end for the Coast publication, another rumour that has been rife for years. Then what? A Facebook ‘Love the Way We Bitch’ Quelle horror!
I find it fascinating that an organization so self-referentially progressive, so advocacy minded, so unabashedly leftish has such a seemingly difficult time hanging on to it’s minions.
Wait, let me guess – their mission statement is to nurture the talented and dedicated activists of the future and send them forth to infiltrate the corporate world.
BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA
On the other hand, my new Uggs are quite smashing. Thanks Tim and Gobshitesyle2 >: )
Well. NO moderation is better than that c-unt we had a few months back.
She lasted what? A day? Just long enough to ban everyone? (heh)
There’s still a mod, I get warnings from him/her still.
Bitch and Love
Oct 14
to me
Stop using her real name. You’re violating the bitch rules and will be banned if you do it again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWgVdY3SfbI
The Captain remembers those Mod-Battles like they happened yesterday.
I can still smell the smoke from all Ban-Bombs dropped… The Captain was one of the few left standing at the end of the day. It was hard to tell Friend from Foe – Bitchers were turning on one another all over the boards. Absolute bedlam…
Soo much lost… soo quickly… *The Captain shivers – but not from the cold*
“I reckon so. I guess we all died a little in that damn war. ” – The Outlaw Josey Wales
http://www.rotaractorwiki.org/images/4/48/…
I haven’t noticed any difference in a year or so.
It’s easier when you just succumb to and play by the rules.