1000 Ways To Die: Zapped Rack

Also known as Cardiac-A-Breast, this segment shows a young lady on her way to party, hoping to ensnare a man. Her trap?
A metal lined bra.
And I don't mean a bra with an underwire. I mean a bra that appears to have metal reinforcement throughout the whole thing, kind of like boning in a corset.
Now, metal bras aren't that uncommon. They're really more of a cosplay, or reneissance fair sort of garment though.


Picture from cn1.kaboodle.com

Anyways, stop staring at her boobs, I'm trying to tell you a story.
So she gets to this party, and her bra is helping to make her the center of attention.
And then it starts to rain.
And she jumps at the opportunity to show herself off a little more, and starts to dance in the rain.



Picture from utrashed.com

 Well, I'm guessing Zeus didn't approve, because suddenly, from the sky, came a bolt of lightning.
Striking her in the bra.

As you might imagine, she was not in super great shape after that. The strike killed her instantly, and pretty much put an end to any date she may have had that night.

Moral of the story? If you're gonna dance in the rain, take your bra off first.

Booblogger out.
(OYO)

I'm Back! Again!

Ok, not gonna lie, I've been back for a little while. But I've had a lot of stuff to unpack, so get off my back. I got to go to Canada and hang out with my busty international friends, and pick up some super awesome boob shot glasses and a T-shirt printed with a bunch of naked chicks knockers.
Pictures later, when I find my camera cord.
I also got to wander around in New York for a while, and you know what they say about New York girls.
Actually, I don't know if they say anything about them, but if they did, it would involve their impressive breasts and generally rude attitude.
Just kidding they were all pretty chill.
Anyhow, I'm drafting another post right now, and I think you will all enjoy it, especially if you liked my post about Boobicide.
Much love!

Booblogger
(OYO)

1000 Ways To Die: Boobicide, Death by Breasts

I was watching "1000 Ways to Die", and there was a segment of an episode called "Boobicide".
Basically, there was this chick, who worked at a strip club (big surprise), and pulled in clients because of her large breasts, weighing in at ten pounds a breast.
These puppies were not natural, they had been enlarged though breast augmentation using the same polypropylene string we saw on Chelsea Charms.
Not only was she busty, she was also smart.
Like, super smart.
She liked to mix oxycodone and alcohol after stripping. And, because lugging around twenty pounds of boobs can make you back hurt really bad, she liked to hang out on her inversion rack.
Now, for those of you who don't know, and inversion rack is this super handy little device that you lay on, with your feet hooked onto a bar at one end, and hang upside down.

Picture from heartmonitor.com.



So basically, imagine the above woman, with giant jugs.

Giant jugs that are affected by gravity.

My interpretation of what this looked like when it happened.

Basically, because her boobs were so heavy, they swung right down onto her face, effectively blocking her airways, and because she was so mixed up on her... fancy dancy cocktail, she was unable to flip herself rightwards.

And she died.

She was smothered. By her own breasts.

HER OWN. BREASTS.

Guys, for those of you who know me, this is literally something that I used to be really afraid would happen to me.

Less because of alcohol and drugs and inversion racks, but more because I was afraid I would fall asleep, and my boobs would grow so fast in my sleep that they would smother me.

We should all be careful.

BE CAREFUL, OK?

Don't let that be you on "1000 Ways to Die".

(OYO)

Booblogger