On bosom
When forced to pick a favourite part of the female anatomy one is often awestruck by the great variety of choices.
For religious people this ought to be the best argument for the design by a superior hand of God over the slow and 'meaningless' evolution of species. Working from the title of this post one finds nothing short of an example of pure and simple perfection.
When dealing with this subject it is hard not to become a believer.
Nevertheless, for the rest of this post I will assume that this fascination is a product of evolution.
I will also try to do a sort of layman's whodunnit of the development of this impairment in higher primates, such as humans.
Most of us know that when presented with a clear view of cleavage, one ends up handing over the conscious control of the eyes' motor functions to something deeply hidden within the cerebellum.
Paralysis is effect. This incapacitating reaction is extremely hard to fend off and often requires a degree of self-control unknown to most males.
Looking to back in the day and beyond when we were all fighting this epic battle against the sabre-tooth tigers -- can it possibly explain why this has become the Holy Grail of half of civilisation?
Surely one must take into consideration the facts about labour and the subsequent raising of offspring, but is that really everything there is to it?
I say leisure. Without aggravating our female readers I state that after extended periods of fighting tigers the urge of leisure becomes pressing.
With the regenerative and rejuvenating qualities that these magic objects possess, those drawn towards these obviously survived and flourished. Q.E.D and end of developmental and evolutionary psychological mumbo jumbo.
[Sarcasm begin] (I told you that I would tell you when I use this lowly form of communication, didn't I?)
(The proverbial) God bless our Western civilisation and its supposedly underlying power and gender structures!
[Sarcasm end]
As a wiser man once said: "giev, plx".
For religious people this ought to be the best argument for the design by a superior hand of God over the slow and 'meaningless' evolution of species. Working from the title of this post one finds nothing short of an example of pure and simple perfection.
When dealing with this subject it is hard not to become a believer.
Nevertheless, for the rest of this post I will assume that this fascination is a product of evolution.
I will also try to do a sort of layman's whodunnit of the development of this impairment in higher primates, such as humans.
Most of us know that when presented with a clear view of cleavage, one ends up handing over the conscious control of the eyes' motor functions to something deeply hidden within the cerebellum.
Paralysis is effect. This incapacitating reaction is extremely hard to fend off and often requires a degree of self-control unknown to most males.
Looking to back in the day and beyond when we were all fighting this epic battle against the sabre-tooth tigers -- can it possibly explain why this has become the Holy Grail of half of civilisation?
Surely one must take into consideration the facts about labour and the subsequent raising of offspring, but is that really everything there is to it?
I say leisure. Without aggravating our female readers I state that after extended periods of fighting tigers the urge of leisure becomes pressing.
With the regenerative and rejuvenating qualities that these magic objects possess, those drawn towards these obviously survived and flourished. Q.E.D and end of developmental and evolutionary psychological mumbo jumbo.
[Sarcasm begin] (I told you that I would tell you when I use this lowly form of communication, didn't I?)
(The proverbial) God bless our Western civilisation and its supposedly underlying power and gender structures!
[Sarcasm end]
As a wiser man once said: "giev, plx".
posted by J.R. Libel at 21:36
2 Comments:
"Mina flertaliga fritidsintressen innefattar bland annat att flukta på damer i bikini"
Ehrm... I'm the one who taught you that line, darnit. To see your creation turn on you like this - I'm shocked.
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