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Fine, then I'll talk about what just transpired at Penthouse 54.

Gina, home early to go to her class on Tuesday, got all caught up in an episode of Oprah about bras. She was so engrossed that she Tivoed it. Apparently, none of us are wearing the right bra, and Oprah is here to help.

So the three of us are sitting here watching it and get caught up in the drama and Gina suddenly pauses the tv and demands I get out my tape measure and we measure our ribcages.

Gina is screaming, "She won't stop touching the titties!" at the tv and Cheryl is trying to make the metal tape measure wrap around her chest and I'm marveling that Oprah's right, I'm wearing the band one size too big and the cups are probably a size or two too small.

Oh, Oprah, you've changed our lives yet again!

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