Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun, you don’t stare at it. It’s too risky. You get a sense of it and then you look away.
Wheeler: Oh really? So you don’t realize you’ve just committed one of the most common rookie boob-watching errors?
Ronnie Shields: What you mean?
Wheeler: Never stare at the boobies, kid. Once you get caught, the game’s over.
Ronnie Shields: But how?
Wheeler: It’s called training. You know, being aware without drawing attention. You don’t think I’ve noticed those 34 C’s in the camouflage tank top setting up a tent directly to the left of us? Or how about those twin cannons hiking up a mountain ridge 50 yards due west? Or the ridge itself? Round mounds of grass shaped like...
Ronnie Shields: Boobies!
Wheeler: Don’t look over there. Look here. Focus... You’ll get it.
I was having a beer with a certain FReeper friend and he asked me if I was checking out his wife’s (jean-clad) bottom. Apparently, the correct answer was “You better believe I am!”
In honor of Lazamataz: NOT GUILTY.