And off we went, a sea of pink in every shade imaginable, flowing through each community as we walked; pink hats and shirts and shorts and shoes, pink pompoms and boas and tutus, pink bunny ears.
The shirts and banners and pins with their slogans were particularly entertaining. I think I saw/heard/read pretty much every slang term for breast that I knew existed.
This is one of my favorites, not just for the beautiful verse but also because it is on the shirt of this grandfatherly gentleman. It reads:
With the help of God
And fellow walkers
We can surely save
Those priceless knockers
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