Breasteses
Tonight at Working Woman Waste of Time we did a collection for the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation. The women who come were kind of slow to respond to our "Tips for Tits" jar, which was a little frustrating. Then a guy came up, put $10 in the jar and suggested we go around the bar to collect from the guys.
"Guys," he said, "are not going to get up and put money in the jar. But if you come to them, they will give."
So my ample cleavage and I went around the bar, jar in hand, asking for donations. And sure as shit, he was right. I ended up with $73 and several compliments on the girls... and the owner of the bar matched funds, bringing our total to $146. I'm incredibly happy about that, because the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation is a deserving organization.
"Guys," he said, "are not going to get up and put money in the jar. But if you come to them, they will give."
So my ample cleavage and I went around the bar, jar in hand, asking for donations. And sure as shit, he was right. I ended up with $73 and several compliments on the girls... and the owner of the bar matched funds, bringing our total to $146. I'm incredibly happy about that, because the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation is a deserving organization.
2 Comments:
That's freakin' awesome. I know I've donated more than a few dollars to the cause, and a little cleavage never hurts.
I thank you from the bottom of my two boobs (and the Mom's one-and-a-half).
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