If you are keeping up, I posted that we went to the Papermoon Diner on Saturday for our February birthday celebrations. Last night we celebrated the birthday of our adopted (not really, but we feel this way) son. He turned 14, so what better place to go then a place where breasts abound. Or are they bound? If you look at the uniform for the waitresses, you’ll get my drift!
Trust me, all the comments and jokes you would imagine a 14-year-old male surrounded by boobs could make were made!