Do I detect sarcasm? Quiet, you. I could do the same thing - Oh, you probably have breasts and are therefore never mistaken for a ten year old boy, boo hoo. ;P (Oh no, I'm going late-ninties! Ahh!)
Bwahahaha! Actually, it was completely genuine. I was going to say something else, but I don't know what, because I got distracted by writing out "poor dead spiders" and thinking of that phrase more related to Charlotte's Web than clothes.
But, yes, I do have breast. *sticks chest out* For me to crossdress, it would take a lot of effort and a lot of bad lighting. *g*
everything gapes at the back!
I have that problem too, so I think it's the clothes design. Esp. the horrid hipsters. It's like their designed for really flat butts.
(If I see one more 16-year-old hipster-wearing chick with thighs that don't come within the same timezone of each other when she walks, I'm going to eat her and use her pants as a napkin.)
:D You could infiltrate an American football team and tell us their sordid secrets! I've always wondered if the bum-patting went on after the game, in the locker rooms... ;)
I used to joke about that (about being taken for an American footballer, not about the locker room smut)... *g*
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Date: 2003-11-01 07:04 am (UTC)Bwahahaha! Actually, it was completely genuine. I was going to say something else, but I don't know what, because I got distracted by writing out "poor dead spiders" and thinking of that phrase more related to Charlotte's Web than clothes.
But, yes, I do have breast. *sticks chest out* For me to crossdress, it would take a lot of effort and a lot of bad lighting. *g*
everything gapes at the back!
I have that problem too, so I think it's the clothes design. Esp. the horrid hipsters. It's like their designed for really flat butts.
(If I see one more 16-year-old hipster-wearing chick with thighs that don't come within the same timezone of each other when she walks, I'm going to eat her and use her pants as a napkin.)
Hee! *loves
:D You could infiltrate an American football team and tell us their sordid secrets! I've always wondered if the bum-patting went on after the game, in the locker rooms... ;)
I used to joke about that (about being taken for an American footballer, not about the locker room smut)... *g*