Put Your Boobs Away, Grandma

So the Oscars were this Sunday. So. I watched but mostly flipped the stations only stopping on ABC to see the top categories announced. And since I am a heterosexual male, I do not watch the pre/post/during fashion commentary. I did, however, come across this picture of Sharon Stone today. Yes, at one time she was the epitome of sexy. That was the 80's. There comes a time when a woman has to look in the mirror and realize her age and dress appropriately. I like seeing boobs as much as the next guy, likely more. This is just a desperate cry for attention.



She claims to be 50. You judge.

Not Even As Much Respect as Linsey's Side Boob

So Many Things You Can Do For Boobies

Breast cancer has the best marketing of any disease, hands-down. If all diseases had the marketing power of the breast cancer then Jerry Lewis would spend his Labor Day making BBQ in the back yard like the rest of us. Every where I go I see products branded with the the little pink ribbon. Here is a quick tally of the things I can remember of the top of my head:

Get a scarf and accessorize for boobies

Grab the Better Homes and Gardens cook book and bake for boobies

Get the pink iPod cover and jam out to Tool for boobies

Get the Passionately Pink mouse pad and surf porn for boobies

Get the new Garth Brooks album and play it while pretending to bang Trisha Yearwood for boobies.

And the latest option I just noticed after we got home from Sam's Club yestrday. Yes, you can now wipe your ass for boobies.