Seeing double

I see so many breasts a day at The Gonch, it's ridiculous. Old ones, young ones, big ones, saggy ones- whoa how Dr. Seuss did that sound? Seriously though, sooooo many of them. I'm sure if someone streaked across the park or my landlady answered her door topless, I wouldn't even notice.

I wish I helped with men's underwear. (Okay, maybe I don't, it just seemed like the funny thing to say. Can you imagine how many creepers you'd get as a woman at a men's undie store? Ick.)