Sorry, men. It’s true. Don’t get all weird on me.
I hate ’em!
Binding, annoying, hot-in-the-summer, bras are all those things. Here is my poem commemorating this historic day:
I hate those contraptions, I do
They bind and they chafe when they’re new
Bras they are named
They’ve not tamed; they have maimed
Maidenform and Bali I’ll sue.