Oh, yes. A sheer crepe should make all the difference.
Guys, if you can’t tell what’s under a sheer crepe blouse, you probably don’t know what you’re looking for.
UM, this being a South Texas bar, it’s probably got pretty good air conditioning, yes?
May 31, 2015 at 12:46 am
B Woodman
Ummm . . sometimes there is a fine line between asserting your manhood, and asserting your alive-hood. Don’t cross that line, and don’t be “that guy”.
(I have a mental image of Kevin Costner as the corpse at the beginning of The Big Chill)
May 30, 2015 at 10:35 pm
John M
Sheer looks good to me! WOOF! WOOF!
May 30, 2015 at 11:18 pm
JTC
Sheer genius!
May 31, 2015 at 6:26 am
PaulS
Sheer Oyster. Appears it may also be Sheared Beaver.
May 30, 2015 at 11:50 pm
Pamela
Strictly from an engineering standpoint, what is for conversion formula for lack of oyster sheer into blued skin tied in a knot?
May 31, 2015 at 12:39 am
B Woodman
I don’t know, and as a male, I’m not too sure I want to find out. At least not from first hand experience.
May 31, 2015 at 12:09 am
chuck...
But their tips are great!
May 31, 2015 at 12:36 am
B Woodman
Which tips? The ones she’ll be receiving at the tables, or the ones she’s wearing that every red-blooded living breathing male adores.
May 31, 2015 at 12:56 am
B Woodman
“If I lean over to serve the drinks, they’ll GET the business.”
And what red-blooded male would object to getting a smack upside the head from those FINE “assets”. Umm umm umm.
The only objection I would have is knowing that, unsupported, those fine assets would sag. And THAT would be a waste. “There is a lack of perfect breasts in the world. It would be a shame to waste them.”
Tended bar years ago (hasn’t everybody?) and had a cocktail waitress who wore a very mini-mini-skirt one evening, until the owner’s wife came in and told her rather sternly, “THERE’S A PAIR OF PANTS THAT’S SUPPOSED TO GO WITH THAT OUTFIT…!!!”
May 31, 2015 at 4:11 am
Snafu F. Ubar
Who saw this one coming?
May 31, 2015 at 5:13 am
Bill G
Not I.
But I certainly like seeing them.
Er, it.
May 31, 2015 at 5:16 am
Bill G
Shirt? Oh, that shirt.
Curses, foiled again!
May 31, 2015 at 6:37 am
eon
Oops. Busted.
(Zed and Sam both.)
cheers
eon
May 31, 2015 at 10:34 pm
B Woodman
“cheers!”
No. Sorry, that’s another bar, another time and place.
May 31, 2015 at 6:50 am
Master Diver
OH! Is THAT what the shipping invoice meant where it said “On backorder, anticipate delivery within 90 days?
Now, to be fair, Zed would probably have remembered the blouses a day or hour or so before opening night… in which case Sky would have ‘forgotten’ hers anyway…
May 31, 2015 at 11:16 pm
interventor
Still want Sam to shake, not stir, my martinis.
June 1, 2015 at 1:36 am
Calvin
There’s sheer and there’s sheer. Had a female sailor at New London who always dressed to present her charms. A senior officer told her no more French cut, black lace panties under her white service dress uniform (they were there for the world to see). The next day she did not wear the panties or anything else under her uniform….she was not a natural blonde.
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Clever man.
Very clever…
Lucky too.
“A+++” for effort….
Don’t do it! You must assert your manhood.
Not to mention not let down all those potential customers.
Besides, all those guys would love fresh milk in their Froot Loops.
Sheer blouse. Sheer.
I like Zed’s definition of sheer best. “Sheer = none”
Yup.
Oh, yes. A sheer crepe should make all the difference.
Guys, if you can’t tell what’s under a sheer crepe blouse, you probably don’t know what you’re looking for.
UM, this being a South Texas bar, it’s probably got pretty good air conditioning, yes?
Ummm . . sometimes there is a fine line between asserting your manhood, and asserting your alive-hood. Don’t cross that line, and don’t be “that guy”.
(I have a mental image of Kevin Costner as the corpse at the beginning of The Big Chill)
Sheer looks good to me! WOOF! WOOF!
Sheer genius!
Sheer Oyster. Appears it may also be Sheared Beaver.
Strictly from an engineering standpoint, what is for conversion formula for lack of oyster sheer into blued skin tied in a knot?
I don’t know, and as a male, I’m not too sure I want to find out. At least not from first hand experience.
But their tips are great!
Which tips? The ones she’ll be receiving at the tables, or the ones she’s wearing that every red-blooded living breathing male adores.
“If I lean over to serve the drinks, they’ll GET the business.”
And what red-blooded male would object to getting a smack upside the head from those FINE “assets”. Umm umm umm.
The only objection I would have is knowing that, unsupported, those fine assets would sag. And THAT would be a waste. “There is a lack of perfect breasts in the world. It would be a shame to waste them.”
Indeed. Wasting them would be inconceivable…..
Tended bar years ago (hasn’t everybody?) and had a cocktail waitress who wore a very mini-mini-skirt one evening, until the owner’s wife came in and told her rather sternly, “THERE’S A PAIR OF PANTS THAT’S SUPPOSED TO GO WITH THAT OUTFIT…!!!”
Who saw this one coming?
Not I.
But I certainly like seeing them.
Er, it.
Shirt? Oh, that shirt.
Curses, foiled again!
Oops. Busted.
(Zed and Sam both.)
cheers
eon
“cheers!”
No. Sorry, that’s another bar, another time and place.
OH! Is THAT what the shipping invoice meant where it said “On backorder, anticipate delivery within 90 days?
This one is just great!
Nice try my friend!
One must try.
Now, to be fair, Zed would probably have remembered the blouses a day or hour or so before opening night… in which case Sky would have ‘forgotten’ hers anyway…
Still want Sam to shake, not stir, my martinis.
There’s sheer and there’s sheer. Had a female sailor at New London who always dressed to present her charms. A senior officer told her no more French cut, black lace panties under her white service dress uniform (they were there for the world to see). The next day she did not wear the panties or anything else under her uniform….she was not a natural blonde.
Now THAT’S a club I can get behind… and in front of… *sigh*