Well if they bounce I'm sure the lads wouldn't mind watching.
Reminds me of this song to be honest. Particularly the last verse.
There's beautiful girls here, oh never you mind,
With beautiful shapes nature never designed,
And lovely complexions all roses and cream,
But let me remark with regard to the same:
That if of those roses you venture to sip,
The colours might all come away on your lip,
So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waiting for me
In the place where the dark Mournes sweep down to the sea.
Give me something more real any day.
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