Saturday, May 24, 2008
I was walking down the town, and went past the statue outside McDonald's, which was festooned with three eleven or twelve year olds sitting up in the bowl of it.
It's a nice day, and in fairness I'm wearing a quite form fitting black V neck tshirt.
As I walked by, one of the kids said 'Nice Boobies!', each word enunciated seperately, almost funkily.
I stopped, and turned, hand on hip, to give a little lecture but all three heads were whipped to the side in silent Oh My God!hysterics, shoulders shaking. It was really cute, and I had to shake my head and walk on because I was laughing so much.
And then I decided, it wasn't abusive, it was complimentary, feck it, I'll take it! Two babies and too much cake, I may not do it for the builders anymore, but who are my boobies to deny the pre-teen boys their fun!