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7/2/2004

She said “bra talk” was ok.

An IM with Alfalfa Martini reveals what little boys are made of.

AM: so, should i see spiderman?
SB: Yup.
AM: are you sure?
SB: Yup.
AM: ’cause I don’t want to go and see some half-assed attempt at a movie
SB: Are you baiting me?
AM: uhhh…..no comment.
AM: you caught me as i was about to leave for food. I had to come back because I forgot to put a bra on
SB: You can’t get food without a bra? Is that a new currency? I think you’d get more food if you didn’t wear a bra, actually.
SB: Hippie.
AM: well, I wouldn’t feel decent without it. and what if I had to run after or away from someone? I don’t want them flopping around….
SB: Be Prepared, says the Boy Scout in you.
AM: yes. always my motto. I would have liked to be a boy scout, but they didn’t take girls
SB: sexism.
AM: sure, there’s girl scouts. But making pine cone centerpieces and selling thin mints does not compare to camping in the grand canyon and earning patches for setting things on fire

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4 Comments

  1. I felt the same way about boy scouts. As a girl scout, I got to do precisely jack that was interesting in the outdoors. Boy scouts had Jamboree. We spent a weekend in wasp-infested cabins, raking bark on trails. Whee!

    And, upon leaving a burning building, the most important thing (after the hubby, of course) is my bra. Never leave home without it ;)

    Comment by Tazja — 7/2/2004 @ 2:23 pm

  2. I daresay that your breast “situation” is on the opposite end of the spectrum as AM’s. Not that she’s not aptly supplied in that area, but in her case, unlike yours, a lack of breast restraints will probably not result in abnormal tidal activity.

    Comment by steelbuddha — 7/2/2004 @ 3:15 pm

  3. Or a black eye.
    Trust me, that’s the last time I’ll ever run down the stairs without advanced German engineering supporting me :P

    Breast “situation”, huh. Sounds like something out of Mission:Impossible.

    Comment by Tazja — 7/2/2004 @ 4:21 pm

  4. Well, I did attend boy scouts meetings as a girl. I entered the pinewood derby a couple times. I learned how to tie knots.
    As for bras, if I never got cold, I would never need a bra. Ever. Not even while jogging. Ever.

    Comment by MHG — 9/6/2004 @ 5:14 pm

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