The only thing worse than shameless self-promoters sticking up for tit freedom is the fear of tits themselves. There’s a time to be scared of women’s bodies. It’s called age eight. We should be trying to separate ourselves from ignorant fundamentalist cave dwellers, not embracing their eons old belief that drought is God being really angry at us for wasting spunk.
All stripper Chelsea Ferguson wanted was to show off her big bags on Snapchat and induce lonely dudes to come visit her at her English venue. It’s okay for Brett Favre to endorse dubious pain meds during Kimmel, but some chick who wants to give you an organic boner is verboten in the media Somewhere between burning Lolita and fat middle aged swingers in Orange County gang fucking on vagina shaped waterbeds, there’s a happy sexual medium. Let these tits run free. They need green pastures.
Photo Credit: Snapchat