Today I was wearing a Target Junior's polo shirt for work. When I put it on, all the buttons popped open and my breasts were immediately exposed. (for clarification, Target Junior's was not meant for anyone with more than an A cup breast or large biceps....yes, my massive guns mean I have to stretch the sleeves of these shirts out whenever I wear them. More on that and my passion for pumping iron later.) Anyway, I walked out to the living room and said to The Husband, "haha maybe I'll wear it like this to work!" To which he replies, "Oooh yeah, you can be my naughty gas station attendant!!" Really? Seriously? Smelling of gas and having the grease under the nails? Thanks...glad to know your fantasies are not extravagent!!! Needless to say, I buttoned up wordlessly and travelled on to work. A little speechless... (also??? this deserves another REALLY???? gas station attendents are hot!??!?!!)