It's not quite as interesting as dog vaginas, I admit.
I think it's because I'm a competitive person and I'm sick of bieng out-boobed by every woman who walks by me.
It would benefit more than just me ... it makes me feel like a generous person.
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June 28, 2005
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Is the coworker you're quoting male?
Posted by: rone | June 28, 2005 at 04:27 PM
No.
Posted by: ben wolfson | June 28, 2005 at 04:53 PM
Female?
Posted by: Dodger | June 28, 2005 at 04:59 PM
Yes.
I thought it obvious but rone's question makes me doubt: the topic was breast implants and cleavage.
Posted by: ben wolfson | June 28, 2005 at 05:24 PM
I can't help but wonder if the misspelling of "being" is some unconscious comment on the upcoming Heidegger project.
Posted by: ac | June 28, 2005 at 06:16 PM
Undoubtedly a sign of inner resistance.
Posted by: ben wolfson | June 28, 2005 at 06:18 PM
It makes me think of that guy who got breast implants for a year on a bet, then kept them because he got so much action because of them.
Posted by: rone | June 28, 2005 at 08:43 PM
Genesis P-Orridge?
Posted by: ben wolfson | June 29, 2005 at 11:57 AM
No, Brian Zembic.
Posted by: rone | June 29, 2005 at 07:09 PM