AB2K, being somewhat over-endowed in the chest area myself, I completely empathize with this story, even though it was not purposely posted on this thread by you. Clothing that fits the rest of me produces eye-popping cleavage, which causes Gomez to exclaim in a dumbstruck voice, "BOOBS!" He will do this no matter where we are or who's around, and he always sounds very pleased and excited as if he'd forgotten about them and was receiving an unexpected surprise. Then he periodically conducts a visual inspection to make sure they're still there and reminds me every few minutes that, and I quote, "YOU are having BOOBS."
Although amusing to watch his IQ plummet to single digits, I find it rather cute and endearing that he still is entranced with them after all this time. It sounds like you have a very devoted Mr. Blaster there, congratulations.
Back on topic, the other day at work I was in a stall peeing when some lady walked by and put her face up to the crack in the stall and peered in! Yes, I swear! She even cupped her hands around her eyes as she strained to see through the crack who was in there! I was speechless with horror at this shocking breach of commonly accepted etiquette, and rather than Astairing or saying "excuse me" or something, I began kicking the stall door furiously, which sent her scuttling away, hopefully with a bruise developing on her forehead. Since then I've tried to figure out who it was, but no luck.
Bravo, TBW. Dumpster, I definitely do not enjoy being chased about PR and criticized, but for the record I was not "picking on" AB2K. Her scorn for Shamefulness is well-documented and, in my case, given the extremes to which I take it, probably well-deserved.
Further, this poll is an excellent way to demonstrate to shameful women that we are, in the main, being ridiculous. If our SOs find out that we shit, they are not going to projectile vomit and pack their things, or whatever it is we think they would do. Chances are, they won't notice or care. So while there is no need to immediately dump with the door open, the point is, we Shamefuls could stand to relax a little, which is easier said than done.
Ask PoopReport: Why Aren't Stalls Private?
Poo Zombie (59) -- 02.11.2006
AB2K, being somewhat over-endowed in the chest area myself, I completely empathize with this story, even though it was not purposely posted on this thread by you. Clothing that fits the rest of me produces eye-popping cleavage, which causes Gomez to exclaim in a dumbstruck voice, "BOOBS!" He will do this no matter where we are or who's around, and he always sounds very pleased and excited as if he'd forgotten about them and was receiving an unexpected surprise. Then he periodically conducts a visual inspection to make sure they're still there and reminds me every few minutes that, and I quote, "YOU are having BOOBS."
Although amusing to watch his IQ plummet to single digits, I find it rather cute and endearing that he still is entranced with them after all this time. It sounds like you have a very devoted Mr. Blaster there, congratulations.
Back on topic, the other day at work I was in a stall peeing when some lady walked by and put her face up to the crack in the stall and peered in! Yes, I swear! She even cupped her hands around her eyes as she strained to see through the crack who was in there! I was speechless with horror at this shocking breach of commonly accepted etiquette, and rather than Astairing or saying "excuse me" or something, I began kicking the stall door furiously, which sent her scuttling away, hopefully with a bruise developing on her forehead. Since then I've tried to figure out who it was, but no luck.