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[06 Aug 2007|11:49pm] |
AIM conversation, it amused me, I thought I would post it.
me: . . . thanks to a random comment, I am now considering the logistics of binding MY chest and pretending to be male.
me: I think the logistics would involve a machete.
e: O.O
e: O.O
e: Eep!
e: At the very least it would be an engineering marvel and very likely defy certain laws of physics?
me: yeaaaaaah.
e: I think if I ever wanted to look like a guy, I'd have to take the route of wearing a pillow to make my fat look less... specifically apportioned.
e: Trying to squash the boobies flat... well, if a steel corset can't entirely manage it, nothing can.
me: yeaaaah.
e: So dare I ask how breast binding came up?
e: Are you thinking it might be good to eschew modern lingerie in favor of taking a more amazonian approach?
me: oh, someone was talking about using a 6" ACE bandage to bind themselves flat to cosplay one of the males in FFXII.
me: I looked down and started to laugh somewhat hysterically.
e: *dies*
e: yeeeeah.
me: My bosom would TOTALLY VANQUISH a 6" ACE bandage.
e: Blessed are the minuscule: they will accomplish the cosplay?
e: Your bosom would whip that bandage harder than the Romans sacked Carthage. *nodsnods*
me: *snickering madly*
e: The ACE would bow down, trembling in fear and quivering in the certain knowledge of its own inadequacy.
me: I have this insane desire to post this conversation to my LJ.
e: *laughs*
e: Feel free.
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[04 Aug 2007|12:21am] |
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I sincerely doubt I'll post here any more often than I post at Livejournal (if that often), but my name was available and so I took it. *curls up in name* Perhaps I'll need this, perhaps I won't, but there's a few people I'm not letting slip away if they bail on LJ. *waves cheekily*
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