Paris Isn't Burning
Lookie here, there are naked titties all over the Paris Métro, and Parisians aren't rioting in the streets or anything (well, except for the Muslims, but that's a different story).
Here on the #4 line, we have The Milky Way:
A number of French school children ran right past the poster, totally ignoring it.
Here are more bare breasts, from a museum, Musée Guimet, of Asian art:
We ended up there after Pierre took us across the Seine to the Goethe House to look at some photographs of German lesbians, but it turned out the exhibit was back in the 6th arrondissement, a couple of blocks from the apartment I'm renting. Whoops!
No problem! Always something to see in Paris! In this case, stone horses, little carved elephants, and big goddess titties. Here's another set:
Betcha didn't think of Asian goddesses and such with such big honkers. In fact, the darker one above kinda looks like she got the Hollywood starlet set. The kind you could probably break a tooth on a year after they're installed.
But, back to the American terror at even a hint of nudity, here's what Amy Winehouse had to do to her titty tattoo so the poor, infantilized Americans wouldn't riot in the streets...or run screaming to their preachers, calling for the heads of the network honchos...shish-kabobbed, medium rare, with green peppers in between.
Think I'm exaggerating? Think about the teacher who got suspended after she took her kids on a school field trip to a museum with (gasp!) nude sculptures.
Back in France, yes, even the mannequins have visible nippies...and boy was it cold here on Friday!
