“We got boobies!" the kid me said, gawking at my chest. "I'm really glad we got boobies. Finally.”
“On top of everything else, Boobie's got the clap.”
“Excuse me, Abigail, but whose shift did she get away during?' Townsend asked with a glare.'Excuse me, Townsend, but who was supposed to booby-trap the doors?''I'm an agent of Her Majesty's Secret Service,' Townsend said, indignant. 'I do not do booby traps.”
“It’s the same reason I don’t get Hooters. Why do we need to enjoy chicken wings and boobies at the same time? Yes, they are a natural and beautiful part of the human experience. And so are boobies. But why at the same time?”
“I'm an agent of Her Majesty's Secret Service. I do not do booby traps.”
“Watch out. Bras are often booby-trapped.”