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This was a little embarrissing, I was on a tube train going to see my sister but as I got on it was really full, I had this women around my age come and stand right up close to me and our right breasts were pushing hard together, I would like to ask, if you had a girl do that to you would you say anything to her or just stand there and not say anything ?
Weird. I'd step away. I don't talk to people who are okay with too close body contact.
There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.

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There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


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There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


Thanks, Dani, I literally just snorted hot coffee laughing.
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Quote by Dani
There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


Holy shit, I just laughed out loud at my desk like a crazy person.
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There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


I'm sorry I started screaming TITTY FIGHT! TITTY FIGHT! at that wedding every time the bride hugged one of her bridesmaids, but I was a little tipsy.oas9aC995rnFYPj6
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There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


Quote by Dani
There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


Sometimes an up and down motion works better on a crowded train since the ability to go side to side may me limited!


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Sometimes an up and down motion works better on a crowded train since the ability to go side to side may me limited!


I'm so confused...where's the pudding?

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I'm so confused...where's the pudding?


This is obviously just the warm-up while the one in the lime green t-shirt in the back gets the pudding ready. I mean, they're still dressed, too!
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I'm so confused...where's the pudding?


The pudding doesn't come out until one of the girls loses her top. At least that is how we do it in the NYC Subways! But don't worry, we have plenty to go around.


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You both made me laugh my ass off, Dani and Liz.

Too funny.

Thanks!!

I'll push a finger in her belly button hard enough to press the presta valve there, that will cause her breasts to deflate and she'll never do quash dance like that in future in a commuter.

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Quote by Dani
There's really only one thing you can do in a situation like this:

Accept the contact for the challenge that it is, rip off your shirt and/or bra, and formally challenge her to a titty fight. This is done by screaming "TITTY FIGHT!" In response, your soon to be opponent will also rip off her shirt/bra as acceptance of your challenge.

Most bystanders know what to do in these situations, so someone will procure a six-pack of butterscotch pudding. Don't ask questions, just accept it. Your instincts will tell you what to do with it when the time comes.

Now, the chesticle battle begins! Place your hands behind your head or your arms at your sides and sway in a left-to-right motion. Your opponent will follow suit, and your boobages will engage in a slap-battle.

The last one standing wins.


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