A weekend long event focused on breast cancer brings ample opportunities for bodily function humor, you know... the kind that makes junior high school boys giggle and blush.
It’s reflected in choice of dress. Bras take on all kinds of new uses:
The sweep vans
And, of course, tshirts
This pic is one of the men on the safety team. I asked if I could take a pic of his vest, saying I was going to send it to my husband and that I thought he’d get a kick out of it. He and I were chatting for a bit when another woman came up and asked to take a pic of his vest.
He faked being all upset and said, “Everyone always wants a picture of my back. What’s wrong with this? I ask ya..” as he gestured towards his face.
As she took the pic, she said, “I want to send it to my husband. I think he’ll get a kick out of it.” We laughed.
This same man was on stage during the closing ceremony. His wife is a survivor. She walks, he crews. I saw them together several times over the weekend. This touched my heart.
A special shout out to my team in Houston
It reads
TEXAS INDEPENDENT TOURING SOCIETY
TITS
WALKING TWO ABREAST FOR THE CURE
And one of my favorites. Lengthy, but it covers all of the bases
It reads:
Adore your Assets
Baby your Boobies
Cherish your Chest
Cosset your Cleavage
Guard your Girls
Help your Hooters
Mind your Melons
Preserve your Peaches
Revere your Rack
Treasure your TaTas
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