You know you're watching too many babeshows when.....?

You know the translation of all the babes tattoos.

You get referred to the doctor by a well meaning relative/employer/social worker/girl at the pie shop who thinks you are watching too many babeshows, the doctors shows you a series of pictures and asks what they make you think of...

Babes!


Annie!


Lori


Oil!
Doctor: Er, how?
You: The massage table, obviously.


The unmentionable Dutch channel.


How they banned dildos.


Number of babes on the opening night of the unmentionable channel.


Asian Babes.


Kathy Barry.


The dungeon set.

Doctor: Youre obsessed!
You: Youre the one who keep showing filthy pictures.

...when you just are.

When you used to set an alarm for 2am to watch the shows!

and they didn't even go topless on party people

Your new boss goes to give you her mobile number of emergency contact and you automatically say the first part of any mobile number "0982 87 ?"

when the number nine on your remote control has been rubbed of the button.

When you take part in a discussion about someone getting a boob-job and the positives and negatives of said boobs, even though up until the boob-job happened you never had any interest in the girl at all.

Boobs.

You watch that really hot girl over there by the bar but can't actually be bothered to go over there and try and pick her up yourself but instead watch while some other random guy goes up and talks to her, because you know it's too much like hard work and money spent when you can just sit back and watch as the attention she's getting from this other dude who you actually have no respect for is totally going to result in her getting all giggly and that, my friends, means a definite chance of a nip slip.
And it won't cost you a penny. Result.

Missing key events. Talking bollocks. Making stuff up.
~~~SAVE THE KRILL!~~~

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