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On the advice of a respected instructor, I agreed to audit a class so far over my head that it was bound to result in the rending of garments and the gnashing of teeth and so here I sit, garments rended, teeth gnashed, feeling like a dimwitted boob (though apparently not as big a boob as one might find in Britain).

February 26, 2008 at 9:02 AM ::
e's avatar

(i.... can’t...stand...it...) they’ve got big boobs in britain?

e on 02/26/08 at 04:22 PM ::
You can call me, 'Sir''s avatar

I was following up on Br. Ezra’s link that discussed how British breast sizes are increasing, while dental hygiene worsens.  Not sure how the two are related, but, really, I don’t care how big the breast(s), if her smile makes me beg for mercy, it’s just not happening.

You can call me, 'Sir' on 02/26/08 at 05:52 PM ::

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