Yay!
*sigh* And I thought it would be easy...I'm in theater, for crying out loud! I mean, I can't even COUNT the breasts I've seen in the last week alone---in the dressing rooms, of course. We've established that Dorothy has tits, BethAnne has breasts, and I've moved past into mamajahamba bosoms.
Whee!
"I am special, I am special! Please, God, please, don't let me be normal!" ---Louisa, The Fantasticks
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Intolerant of intolerance.