Now as a general rule I think it is safe to say that most people are pro-breast. I mean, face it folks, nearly everyone likes a nice set, no matter the size or shape. And really I’m no different, however…I must admit that sometimes they are a problem.

So, both Glitterbug and I are what you would call ‘amply-endowed.’ Normally this isn’t an issue for either of us. However, during our recent camping extravaganza both of us received pretty horrific sunburns. Due to the scorching of our shoulders and backs it was very painful to wear a bra, so typically the bra was the first thing to get the ol’ heave-ho upon arriving at the domicile. Although this action provided some immediate comfort it also posed some problems.

Those of you out there who are either amply-endowed yourselves, or have intimate knowledge of someone who is, will recognize that without a bra some sort of makeshift support is often necessary to carry out seemingly simple tasks (most especially running for the phone). To accomplish this, the most natural response is to fold one’s arms gently under the breasts, resting the weight of them on your forearms, leaving your hands free to focus on other tasks. Well, Glitterbug was perceptive enough to notice that in this posture one tends to resemble a Tyrannosaurus Rex; whose fluttering, short arms seem almost useless and humorous juxtaposed against their enormous bodies. Well, a woman in this position is decidedly no different.

So as we offered comfort to one another through the agony of the first summer char, we were also provided with countless moments of entertainment as we “T-Rexed” around the house for days.