I liked the delving into why it's ingrained in our brains. The excuse "it's hard not to" doesn't quite encompass millions of years of evolution that compel men to look at breasts. "It's hard not to" still makes you sound like a perv. "I am genetically programmed to look at your boobs, lay off" is more better and funnier =)Adept wrote:QUOTE (Adept @ Dec 20 2011, 11:58 AM) There was some freudian psych babble about childhood breast fixation, but otherwise it was pretty funny. A little over explained maybe.
"Yes I did, I'm straight and it's hard not to" is honest enough![]()
did you just look at my chest?

"Leave Bacon alone. When he's unsure of what sector he's in somehow it works out better." -Lee
Not going to click the link, but this thread reminds of an adventure during my brief tenure at a retail hardware chain back in 2008. I was cashier when a family comes up to purchase a rather nice set of wicker patio furniture. As I begin scanning the items, in the periphery of my vision I vaguely notice a young red-haired woman in a green tank-top, most likely the eldest daughter of the couple making the purchase. At this point I say to myself "Self, you have a beautiful wife at home and shouldn't pay attention to such foolishness", and try to focus more intently on my duties. However my plan is complicated as co-worker Kevin (after coming over to "help with the lifting and loading") keeps making the Man-did-you-check-that-out face at me. Between Kevin's antics and the young lady's milling about into my direct line of site, I consciously adjust my stance and shift my gaze onto the next nearest person. This happens to be the young lady's mother, and only too late do I realize that her top is cut even lower with things practically hanging out.
Getting desperate, I am relieved as the father steps forward to pay. As I shift my gaze down to the credit card he is handing me, I can't help but notice that his own shirt is only half-buttoned with tangled grey-blond chest hair peeking through.
At that point it all just seemed funny.
Getting desperate, I am relieved as the father steps forward to pay. As I shift my gaze down to the credit card he is handing me, I can't help but notice that his own shirt is only half-buttoned with tangled grey-blond chest hair peeking through.
At that point it all just seemed funny.
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that was a good story Adaven 
I decided to relive the days gone by in my new blog.
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Cookie Monster wrote:QUOTE (Cookie Monster @ Jan 31 2012, 03:09 PM) True story.
Except the big about dorjan being jelly, that's just spidey's ego.


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You're really forcing me to turn my joke into a serious theory... but yes, it does seem like cultures which were converted to xianity more recently focus more on the hips and buttocks.Archangelus wrote:QUOTE (Archangelus @ Dec 21 2011, 10:09 PM) If so why brazilian prefer butts spin?
Now we ruined the joke, great.
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