|One thing you could do . . .
||[Jun. 23rd, 2016|09:10 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
Amy Winehouse had a bare-breasted babe tattooed on her upper left arm. Once, when she was scheduled to present or receive or perform or whatever at the Grammys, the Most Holy Pantheon of Uber-Prudish Dudes and Dudesses decided that for her to appear with the bare-breasted babe tattoo would probably bring Western Civilization to its knees. It might be a replay of the Janet Jackson "Boob O' Doom" episode that we, as a nation, have still not quite recovered from. So, Amy had a tattoo artist draw a bra on the babe on her arm with a black Sharpy. She was allowed to appear, Western Civilization survived (for a while anyway) and six weeks later her babe was bra-less again.
I'm just sayin'. Creativity comes in all sorts of packages.
Amen, hey baby and all that shit!