Friday, October 14, 2005
I found myself hard pressed to come up with a caption for this picture. Hey guys, this puts a new twist on that phrase "I couldn't take my eyes off them." If I were talking to this woman, there is no way I could keep my eyes off her chest. On the other hand, if I were the one who lifted that shirt, I would have probably fainted or cried out like I did a couple of times the first time I saw "Jaws."
I picture meeting her in the Cantina scene in "Star Wars" or on the planet Mars in the film "Total Recall." Even as I try to type some words onto the screen, I can't keep my eyes from venturing to the image.
Of course it some kind of clever prosthesis device that appears seamless. Being a guy, I find it curious that for some reason I am not trying to picture what is beneath that face!
Instead I find myself feeling I need to strike up a conversation.
E.T. phone home! Take me to your leader! Klattu Borado Nikto! Are there any more at home like you?
Uh no, I don't think I want to meet your father! Can you "see" me? Are your eyes, ah, sensitive?
Curmudgeon responsible for this post: Hale McKay at 11:30 PM