Boob Apron

[нσтησσвParticipant 830]

Just so freaking funny! 🙂

Hope i lightened up your day 😛

My Goal: To Leave Society.

[constraints_theoryParticipant 43]

ive seen that before but i laugh every time i see it. thanks for a good laugh hotnoob

I've killed worse than you on my way to real problems.

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Ten bucks for a piece of fabric that any half-decent seamstress might have in her leftover bin?  The “boob” that’s being referred to might just be anyone who buys that over-priced hankie.

 

(Slaps head) Oh, I forgot!  Women don’t sew any more because doing so makes them victims of the patriarchy!  (My mother was a fashion designer and liked sewing.  Some victim!)

 

[RoyDalParticipant]

Too funny!

Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?

[sidecarParticipant 35837]

Spend money on low cut, cleavage revealing blouse.  Spend $10 more on a tacky handkerchief to defeat the purpose of aforementioned low cut cleavage revealing blouse.

Woman logic.

[Soul ManParticipant 1856]

Here’s a different twist on the same parody…haha!

HISTORY...learn from it, memorize it, DON'T repeat it...

[нσтησσвParticipant 830]

@soulman
Now i’m just WTFing at the bewb pillows… and wondering why they are $30-50…

Also random and off topic… my roommate just got her mangina to come over because she doesn’t know how to use the dish washer ( and always relies on me to turn it on – wanted to see what would happen if i didn’t start the dishwasher ) lol. Just had to share that 😛

My Goal: To Leave Society.

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HotNoob:

 

That reminds me of one place where I used to work.  Someone who was there under contract tried to chat me up by asking me how to run the photocopier.  Ladies, devices like that don’t require an operator’s license nor is switching them on considered an entry test for Mensa.

 

That dishwasher anecdote makes me wonder if women have completely forgotten simple house-keeping duties.  The other day, two women from my apartment’s rental office came by to conduct the annual how-much-can-we-raise-the-rent inspection.  They were astonished that I didn’t have a dishwasher in my apartment, though they weren’t standard appliances when I moved into my place.  I told them I did and showed them my hands.  One of them countered that and suggested I might get dishpan hands as a result, to which I replied that it was never a problem for me.

 

[EscapedMentalPatientParticipant 1489]

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HotNoob: That reminds me of one place where I used to work. Someone who was there under contract tried to chat me up by asking me how to run the photocopier. Ladies, devices like that don’t require an operator’s license nor is switching them on considered an entry test for Mensa. 

hahahahaha brilliant, QWV.

[EscapedMentalPatientParticipant 1489]

Absolutely love the parodies, SoulMan and Noob.  A riot.  I don’t want to digress and get off topic, but the parody somehow took me back to the ShamWow days with “Vince”.  This parody always brings me to tears laughing.  I guess I have a simple mind lol 😀

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[Ned TrentParticipant 4894]

sidecar wrote:

Spend money on low cut, cleavage revealing blouse. Spend $10 more on a tacky handkerchief to defeat the purpose of aforementioned low cut cleavage revealing blouse. Woman logic.

Darn right, well I suppose as a modern woman she has to cater for any kind of possible sudden mood swings. The most deranged sample of her probably would wear a big chastity belt with not one but at least two or three padlocks on it, a convenient to take out at any time boob apron (see above) underneath her otherwise very revealing cleavage blouse, again wearing garter belts underneath her very tight fit blue jeans, shoes with extendable vario length heels and of course a pair of handcuffs as well as a flip-in whip in her pants’ pockets, just in case things might get really raunchy in a “50-shades-of-greyesque” kind of domination style, hence prepped for every conceivable situation in her constantly spinning mind.  Jeeez, just close my coffin from outside for me would ya..?    (krrrrrrrck!)

 

Ned T.

I'd rather die a natual death with a clear MGTOW conscience somewhere off the grid than one within "modern" civilisation with a big stress mark on my forehead and a couple of dozen tubes plugged into my body. Back to the plantation..? Me..? Hey, literally: I won't ever fucking kid myself...YZERLMNTSIC

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

Back when I was a kid my mother actually made something like that for herself. She had these drop top dresses and jackets she’d wear and she made little cloth trapezoids with buttons on them that would button to the inside of the dress or jacket. She didn’t figure out the bra thing (probably she didn’t wear one, it was the 70s, after all, but yeah, same f~~~ing thing.

Going to the office? Boob napkin. After hours? Rip that f~~~er out and it’s party time. Eww, ma… really?

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