“What can I do for you?”

“I would like to purchase a bird.”

“Oh, can I show you my tits?”

“I beg your pardon.”

“My tits. Do you want to see them?”

“Madam, your proposal is quite indecent.”

“Indecent? How?”

“You proposed that I see you in a state of undress.”

“What? I’ve got great tits and I just wanted to show them to you.”

“I care not as to whether your breasts are great or banal. I just don’t want to see them.”

“Would you stop talking about my breasts? I want to show you birds.”

“Oh, I heard tits.”

“Yes, if my great tits don’t interest you, my assistant just acquired blue tits. Do you want to see her blue tits?”

“Madam, for the last time, I do not wish to see anybody’s breasts, no matter what color they are.”

“Let me try another way. Is there a type of bird that interests you?”

“As a matter of fact, yes. Boobies. I’d like to see your boobies.”

“My boobies? Impudent!”

“What? You don’t have boobies?”

“Now you’re just insulting me.”

“Well, then. I shall leave, without having seen your boobies… or your breasts for that matter.”

“Very well!”

“Hmm… what next on my list of errands? Ah, yes, I shall go to the grocer to take a look at her melons.”

“You want to see her melons? Out of my store, you clod!”

“I shall take my leave anon.”

“Good!”

“I go check out the grocer’s melons and then I’ll go to the hardware store to get myself a nice pair of jugs and some nipples.”

“I’m sure the staff there will gladly let you see their jugs and their nipples. Oaf!”

“I must now bid you mammary.”

“Mammary to you too, sir!”

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