She's right. They are face washers.

Just pull their change out of your underwear and watch the learnin begin. Turnaround is always fair play.

Ah, so that's why women's clothes never have pockets.

Wait, hold on -- I'm kinda confused.

I believe I've seen titties before, or at least I think I have. They're those things that women have so they can tell whether it's cold or not just by looking down. Those are them, right?

Ok, so here's where I'm getting confused: the "titties" I've seen, they go kinda 'out', right? Like, they stick all out and stuff. Now, pockets, on the other hand, they're 'in', because that's where you stick your hands when you see some really nice titties.

Ergo, if titties are 'out' and pocket are 'in', how can titties be pockets? Wouldn't the de facto resting state of titties negate their usefulness as pocket? I mean, like, if you tried to stuff your wallet in your titties, it'd just fall on the ground and you'd be all, "Huh, my wallet is on the ground and it's apparently a little chilly today."

Y'know what? I've had enough of this shit -- I'd like to speak to the manager, please.

I remember waaayy back in the 50's, my mother sitting on the couch and picking me up to dress me. She had me stand on her lap so she could put my shirt on. As I was facing her I noticed her cleavage from a point of view that I had never noticed before.

I remember taking my finger and poked it in her cleavage and asked her "What's this hole for?"

She lightly slapped my hand away and simply said, "Not for you."

I thought that would be "Bras"?

Dad would call that "Over The Shoulder Boulder Holder."

"Everybody wants to see bazooms!"
-- The Surf Punks, "Big Top"