Tits. Out. For the boyz. Tits out for the boyz.
Tits. Out. For the boyz. Tits out for the boyz.
Tits! Out! For the boyz! Tits out for the boyz!
TITS! OUT! FOR THE BOYZ! TITS OUT FOR THE BOYZ!
Was in a rushing crowd to somewhere. So I lack the thought to stop and bend down, pick up and pocket the thing for one main reason.
I was not as shameless as I was used to.
Run, you fool!
Also, always double layer if dealing with liquid.
Is it wasteful? Yes. But better than having pungent and slippery fluid all over the floor.