I am at a coffee shop, enjoying my soy latte, and you come in and sit down. I don't mind the company, but it quickly becomes apparent that all you are doing is staring at my tits! Is that all you think I am good for? Ever heard of having an intelligent conversation? You are so shallow - all you care about is my big boobs... granted, I realize they are so big that they appear to be spilling out of my top. It doesn't mean I am not smarter than you