Ode to holiday boobs
Original poem – repeate but do not copy ;-)
Thanksgiving holiday whish:
May you find a nice dress,
May they not stare at your chest
May any food you might drop
fall in your lap and never your cleavage gap.
May the front ends stay clean
never in the soup...
i came back from lunch and was wearing a kinda low cut top.. and when i sat down (i kinda slipped but made it onto the chair) one of my boobs came 1/2 way out of my shirt. and thank God no one was around to see it. but as i put it back into my top a co worker walked aroudn teh...
but today whilst sitting at some traffic lights I witnessed a lady walking along in a green dress and her boobs where bouncing along as she walked whether she knew this or it was just by accident her boobs was doing this it was great to observe