Bob, where were you when Ad Age et al needed to hear this? Sometimes cleavage is just cleavage. Meanwhile where is the outrage over the camera snorkeling up Cowgirl Carter's hindquarters in the latest cover versions of the classic 80s-90s Levi's adverts?
Thanks, Bob, for reminding of the gaggingly disgusting phrase, "big naturals". It, like those big naturals, has succumbed to gravity and new 7th grade boy terms for women as objects. Ah, a trip down mammary lane.
Exactly. Thank you!
Bob, where were you when Ad Age et al needed to hear this? Sometimes cleavage is just cleavage. Meanwhile where is the outrage over the camera snorkeling up Cowgirl Carter's hindquarters in the latest cover versions of the classic 80s-90s Levi's adverts?
Does Cowgirl Carter have blue eyes? I forget.
She certainly does have big knockers.
I'm hopelessly confused.
Forget I left this comment.
Thanks, Alan, for jumping at the opportunity to use the words "big knockers" without a care. Don't worry, you're not confused, you're a 3rd. grader!
"you're a 3rd. grader!"
That's totally fair. But I'm also a fan of Young Frankenstein. That's the reference.
Yes, it was funny in Young Frankenstein, but you aren't.
Thanks, Bob, for reminding of the gaggingly disgusting phrase, "big naturals". It, like those big naturals, has succumbed to gravity and new 7th grade boy terms for women as objects. Ah, a trip down mammary lane.
First, last, and always in these cases, thanks for deploying the appropriate response, Bob:
Shut. The. Fuck. Up.