Now this is Labor Day. Sure, the American labor movement has been crushed into near oblivion. Maybe everything we own is now made in a country overseas that changes its name every ten years to try and make people forget that Gary Glitter violated its children. And maybe the blue collar American middle class worker is now but a Happy Days dream of the past. But we’ve still got the finest tits in the world. Even our short girls have enormous jugs. Sure, the parts were made in those same foreign countries. But we imported them, cleared those bags through customs, and stuffed them in our ladies’ racks. We also almost sort of invented the bikini. America, fuck yeah.
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