As a guy I’ve never understood how women can carry anything in their bra, let alone money. Would think it would cause chaffing, discomfort, etc. Especially for those who are more ample.
I carry my phone in mine all the time. I’ve also been known to carry an iPod, lip gloss, debit card, cash. Never had any kind of chafing problem, and you only get discomfort if something settles at a bad angle (easily fixable)
Everyone who’s ever worked a register has cleavage money stories. The amount of space in the bra depends on the woman, of course – and Monica has more cargo room than most.
actually the more ample you are the more space there would be as bras tend to leave a lot of extra space (think of it more like a tent than a skintight object). The point of doing it is that if someone gets close enough to steal it you are NOT going to be worried about what money they are taking.
Not that I have personal experience or not, but it always amazes me when after stuffing a huge phone into a bra, it gives no impression on the outside… And no, not jsut with stuffed/padded bras… even lacy ones that give a clear indication of nipple, but a phone goes POOF! or… maybe it’s a “Poit!” or… AH! HAMMER-BRA-SPACE!
Some scissors are made of aluminum, and can’t be detected by magnetic detectors. The new post-911 detectors are mass detectors, not magnetic.
Old detectors: set up a large electromagnet, when ferris metal enters the field it uses more power to magnetize the extra metal and the power change is detected, nonferrous metals aren’t affected or detected.
Modern detectors: detect how dense the subject is, think x-ray device.
Best example of the bra storage I have encountered was a woman in the group I go skiing with. We had all gone through the check in at the airport, through the scanners, metal detectors etc and were heading for the departure gate, when she had a moment of panic. That morning, getting ready to leave, she had put a pair of scissors in her bra. They were still there. So much for the airport security…
Oh, and she was at least as big in that department as Monica, but much taller and MUCH fatter. Her family skiied, she watched 🙂
My dad went for a flight a few months after breaking his leg. Once he was out of the wheelchair his doctor offered him crutches or a walking stick. As an avid hiker my dad thought the walking stick would be nice even after his leg got better, so he had it with him at the airport.
He had forgotten to check his swiss army knife, and the TSA confiscated it. Then he asked if they wanted him to check his walking stick. “No sir, you are injured, you need it to walk.”
My dad then unscrewed the rubber stopper to reveal the 6 inch steel spike (for walking in the woods) on the 6 foot long spear he had just revealed. “Are you sure?”
Long story short (too late) the TSA let him on the plane with a 6 foot war spear, but took away a knife with a 2 inch folding blade. Somehow they don’t make me feel any safer.
Chaffing would only happen if friction was created. Usually when the ladies spin, twirl, bend down, etc, both boobs move in the same direction, and not very far if they’ve got a decent bra on.
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
‘Cause your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance
Well, they’re no friends of mine
Say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance
(Dancé!)
We can go when we want to
The night is young and so am I
And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet
And surprise ’em with the victory cry
Say, we can act if we want to
If we don’t, nobody will
And you can act real rude and totally removed
And I can act like an imbecile
And say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything’s out of control
We can dance, we can dance
They’re doing it from pole to pole
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody’s taking the chance
Safety dance
Oh well, the safety dance
Ah yes, the safety dance
We can dance if we want to
We’ve got all your life and mine
As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it
Everything’ll work out right
I say, we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
Because your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance
Well, they’re no friends of mine
I say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything’s out of control
We can dance, we can dance
We’re doing it from pole to pole
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody’s taking the chance
Oh well, the safety dance
Ah yes, the safety dance
Oh well, the safety dance
Oh well, the safety dance
Oh yes, the safety dance
Oh, the safety dance, yeah
Well, it’s the safety dance
It’s the safety dance
Well, it’s the safety dance
Oh, it’s the safety dance
Oh, it’s the safety dance
Oh, it’s the safety dance
As a guy I’ve never understood how women can carry anything in their bra, let alone money. Would think it would cause chaffing, discomfort, etc. Especially for those who are more ample.
I carry my phone in mine all the time. I’ve also been known to carry an iPod, lip gloss, debit card, cash. Never had any kind of chafing problem, and you only get discomfort if something settles at a bad angle (easily fixable)
Doing that can easily damage the phone, and it turns out, possibly damage the boobs. Get a purse.
Not to mention I’d imagine some objects would be prone to falling out. Quite practical though, extra storage space built right into the body. 😀
If it could easily fall out, wouldn’t that negate the practicality? This is precisely why I stopped carrying things in my underwear.
Everyone who’s ever worked a register has cleavage money stories. The amount of space in the bra depends on the woman, of course – and Monica has more cargo room than most.
actually the more ample you are the more space there would be as bras tend to leave a lot of extra space (think of it more like a tent than a skintight object). The point of doing it is that if someone gets close enough to steal it you are NOT going to be worried about what money they are taking.
Not that I have personal experience or not, but it always amazes me when after stuffing a huge phone into a bra, it gives no impression on the outside… And no, not jsut with stuffed/padded bras… even lacy ones that give a clear indication of nipple, but a phone goes POOF! or… maybe it’s a “Poit!” or… AH! HAMMER-BRA-SPACE!
Victoria’s Secret Compartment.
MI6 of Hollywood. (yikes, that was a stretch)
Two words: Boob Sweat…
Some scissors are made of aluminum, and can’t be detected by magnetic detectors. The new post-911 detectors are mass detectors, not magnetic.
Old detectors: set up a large electromagnet, when ferris metal enters the field it uses more power to magnetize the extra metal and the power change is detected, nonferrous metals aren’t affected or detected.
Modern detectors: detect how dense the subject is, think x-ray device.
Best example of the bra storage I have encountered was a woman in the group I go skiing with. We had all gone through the check in at the airport, through the scanners, metal detectors etc and were heading for the departure gate, when she had a moment of panic. That morning, getting ready to leave, she had put a pair of scissors in her bra. They were still there. So much for the airport security…
Oh, and she was at least as big in that department as Monica, but much taller and MUCH fatter. Her family skiied, she watched 🙂
My dad went for a flight a few months after breaking his leg. Once he was out of the wheelchair his doctor offered him crutches or a walking stick. As an avid hiker my dad thought the walking stick would be nice even after his leg got better, so he had it with him at the airport.
He had forgotten to check his swiss army knife, and the TSA confiscated it. Then he asked if they wanted him to check his walking stick. “No sir, you are injured, you need it to walk.”
My dad then unscrewed the rubber stopper to reveal the 6 inch steel spike (for walking in the woods) on the 6 foot long spear he had just revealed. “Are you sure?”
Long story short (too late) the TSA let him on the plane with a 6 foot war spear, but took away a knife with a 2 inch folding blade. Somehow they don’t make me feel any safer.
Chaffing would only happen if friction was created. Usually when the ladies spin, twirl, bend down, etc, both boobs move in the same direction, and not very far if they’ve got a decent bra on.
Does she mean legally bombed in each of the 50 states, or in all fifty simultaneously?
I believe she means that she will be considered bombed no matter which state she is in
Well, in the state of Inebriation, that’s a tautology…
You can dance if you want to, if you leave your woes behind…
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
‘Cause your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance
Well, they’re no friends of mine
Say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance
(Dancé!)
We can go when we want to
The night is young and so am I
And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet
And surprise ’em with the victory cry
Say, we can act if we want to
If we don’t, nobody will
And you can act real rude and totally removed
And I can act like an imbecile
And say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything’s out of control
We can dance, we can dance
They’re doing it from pole to pole
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody’s taking the chance
Safety dance
Oh well, the safety dance
Ah yes, the safety dance
We can dance if we want to
We’ve got all your life and mine
As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it
Everything’ll work out right
I say, we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
Because your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance
Well, they’re no friends of mine
I say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything’s out of control
We can dance, we can dance
We’re doing it from pole to pole
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody’s taking the chance
Oh well, the safety dance
Ah yes, the safety dance
Oh well, the safety dance
Oh well, the safety dance
Oh yes, the safety dance
Oh, the safety dance, yeah
Well, it’s the safety dance
It’s the safety dance
Well, it’s the safety dance
Oh, it’s the safety dance
Oh, it’s the safety dance
Oh, it’s the safety dance
Sorry, I get carried away when Safety Dance is mentioned/quoted/referenced.
Futurama fan?
No, blackflame, 80’s music nerd.