You know what’s funny?
Going around all day in your head thinking “OMG, these are like so great. I can’t believe someone bought me super awesome sparkly falsies.”
And then realizing.
Farking a. Those aren’t falsies. Those are PASTIES.
But one of these is for makign you look like you gots some jugs when yo don’t, and the others are for putting on your nookums to swing wildly as you jiggle it.
And neither are meat pies. Well, actually, I think that’s a whole other joke too. Which if you have something along the lines of a tofu-faux meat pasty, that’s really quite much more like the falsie afterall, then isn’t it?
Oh man. This is terribly horrifying how my brain works sometimes.
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