Tit’s All She Wrote

All right, ladies. You see, the thing is this. If you’re going to put your tits out for the lads, you’ve got to expect that they’re going to take an eyeful. If you’re going to go through all the trouble of inflating yourself artificially and then displaying your at-least-C-but-probably-more-like-D-cups in a T-shirt so tight that it reveals your spleen, and then bending forward from the waist (which also happens to jut your ass out … go figure!) in a pose calculated to expose the maximum amount of smushed cleavage available without a prescription, well, you’d better be prepared for guys to stare. But to act all offended by the ogling or bored by the brouhaha (bra-hoohoo?)? Please. Knocker it off. Who do you think you’re titting, anyway?