The protopunk lower east side hippie band the Fugs once did a wonderfully stupid, wonderfully infectious song called "Boobs A Lot," which concludes with a spoken-word line I think of all the goddamn time: "You gotta like something. And I sure like boobs."
Gayer Than Thou 🏳️🌈I get it. It's 1806, you're out on an archeological dig in the middle of nowhere where there's no internet, and you start thinking about boobs. Suddenly everything is a boob. We've all been there.