A big group of us went out to Call The Office for Retro Night last night and had a blast. There was no flashing as alluded to the in the title of this post but breasts did play a role in the evening – first, in the discussion that happened at Holly's before the party where all of the females present discussed various aspects of breasts that had Jean-Marc and I saying “Uhm, how 'bout them Oilers?”
Then, at the bar, right after we got there, I had my man-boob tweaked by a guy passing by. “What the hell?” I thought, realising what women probably feel like at the bar all the time being groped and treated like an object. Later, the guy explained that he thought I was his buddy and that's why he did it. Funny enough, I had seen his friend when we first got there and thought “wow – that guy really looks like me!”
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