Skip to main content

For your information: Your Boobs Bounce


Found this loverly little article and in light of big booty mama that has been bouncin along the trail, thought I would share it with my sistas. (Not so much you Heidi, but definately Anne)


I would like to ask the pervert/scientists if they really needed to conduct a study to find out that if you bounce, they bounce..?

Comments

Michael: Hey! Hunter! Wha's up my brutha? This is Hunter, secretary extraordinaire.
Hunter: Uh, administrative assistant.
Michael: Jan in yet?
Hunter: I think she's comin' in... later.
Michael: Could you give her a message for me, when she gets in?
Hunter: Sure.
Michael: Just say, "I want to squeeze them." It's code. She'll know what it means.
Hunter: Okay.
Michael: Oh, and Hunter? Could you tell her, [Michael shakes his head and makes the "motorboat" noise] "Brbrbrbrbr!" also?
MissLed said…
Makes you wonder if scientists have officially run out of things to study or if this was just a group of dirty old men looking for an excuse to watch the girls. I personally proved this theory years ago!
Christie said…
Don't tell my husband. He'll apply for the job of the scientist that gets to hold the boobs when they measure the bounce.
Celia Fae said…
Four pencils. That is how many I can fit under one.

I am worried that the uniboob in the picture isn't fitting the girl very well. She is going to have some slappage.
Unknown said…
I saw this very article this morning on MSN. Heck, we could have all told them that! It takes at least two sports bras for me to not even feel the bounce, and I've given up with the visual bounce they do. Okay, this is all TMI.
Jessica G. said…
Probably an example of our tax dollars at work in another federally funded study.
Julie said…
8-inch fly up? WOW!

Popular posts from this blog

Why I totally rule: How I rediscovered my chi

(In order to fully appreciate this post, you MUST put on the background music. Just click the play from youtube. This has potential to be a longagong post so you might as well enjoy some tunes. I did most of my training with these gentleman blasting in my ear. Vampire Weekend, I love you.) Here's the story with the gory details. Why do you tri? On October 18, 2004 I delivered a 16 week old boy in the same room of the American Fork hospital that I lost one six months earlier. (I get pregnant really easily.) The previous week I had seen the doctor and everything was looking good and right on track so yay for me. While the first one was devastating (a whole other post for a whole other day), it was number 2 that changed me. I was so angry at my body for betraying me and not letting me do what I wanted it to do. I figured I was doing all the "right things" with the taking care of myself so therefore, I would be able to carry the babies to term and everyone would live happily ...

I'll go where you want me to go dear Lord, but Primary?!

Brad took the picture of me teaching GD a year ago. I was not pleased. No pictures. Brad took this picture of Max while I was teaching GD a month ago. I was pleased. Pictures of Max are fine by me. Some important thoughts on my new calling: In the 21 years since I have been in Primary as a merrie miss (apparently they are not called that anymore), I have subbed a handfull of times. It was not a success. One time, while subbing for Brad I went into the class and the boys had escaped out the window. All I saw were a set of feet as the kid was leaping out. Another time, while subbing for Brad I used the tie some kid was using and irritating everyone around him with and TIED HIM TO THE CHAIR. Another time, while subbing, the kid sliced his finger on the chair (not the same kid and he was not trying to escape my tying him up.) and ended up in the ER. (and it so happens that his mom is my 2nd counselor. I think that's funny.) I really really really loved teaching Gospel Doctrine. I hope ...

Max selfies at church

I am not sure if he is showing off his new tie he got for Christmas? He is a handsome little guy!