Overheard in Victoria’s Secret

A while back I was shopping in a Victoria’s Secret outside of Portland, Ore., when a man came in to buy a present for his wife. He was a dusty mustached type wearing double denim and best framed by his pickup truck and faithful dog. When the saleswoman asked about the measurements of the man’s wife, he replied, “Well, she’s about your size, but boy does she have hips.” Hand gestures included.


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One response to “Overheard in Victoria’s Secret

  1. LOL. That’s funny.

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