Wonderful, because when I feel like crap and am trying to eat my feelings, I really need my boobs judging me. Maybe they could make up some panties that shock me in the ass when I make a bad decision.
Cool thing to do: KNOW THYSELF.
Like, don’t you think I know when I overeat out of stress? Don’t you think I fucking know when I am both stressed out AND have a box of Double Stuf Oreos on my lap?
Of COURSE this is for women. Women don’t care what harmful shit is in their garments, as long as they feel ashamed of what they eat and how they look. Amiright, ladies? Strap that junk into a pair of boxer briefs and watch men everywhere scream about safety risks. Don’t you fucking come at me with your sexist inventions, motherfucker.
Glad to know scientists are working hard all day every day at new ways to make women ashamed of themselves. We don’t have enough.
Source: Laughing Squid