"Thank you for joining us today sir."

"Pleasure to be here, Jimmy."

"We asked you here to talk about the girl you-"

"Oh the one whose top fell off?"

"Pardon?"

"The girl whose top fell off. Pink sports bra, I think, popped right off. Not very typical you know."

"I would hope not, sir."

"Of course! Dozens of girls running around out there, not a one normally with their top off. Well except this one."

"Right, and what happened to her exactly?"

"Well you see her top fell off. Tits flopping about, quite the sight, really."

"I mean, was there a problem. Was she alright?"

"Oh yes of course, very safe. I don't want anyone thinking a bunch of women are going to end up running around topless, you know. Well, except this one whose top fell off."

"Well if it's all perfectly safe, these tops, why did this one fall off and spill out two whole DD breasts into the public?"

"These tops are quite safe. It's just that some aren't quite as safe as other ones. Some, actually, are quite well built to not fall off."

"Was this one not also designed not to fall off?"

"Well obviously. Not much a market for tops that fall of, you know."

"How can you be sure?"

"Most of them really don't fall off so the fact that this one did is surely quite the anomaly. It's not every day that you see a pair of big, swinging clapping breasts falling out into the open air and dazzling passing persons you know. They're really very safe."

"No certainly not."

"Well except this one."

"The one that fell off?"

"Precisely! There are strict standards."

"What kind of standards are these tops built by, so they don't fall off?"

"Oh quite stringent, might even say bombastic, manufacturing standards."

"Can you give me an example."

"Well they're not supposed to fall off for one thing."

"Well yes, and another?"

"Certainly they're not supposed to expose big, jiggling gallons of boobs into the street, that's another. There are very strict rules about the materials they can use that prevent this."

"Such as?"

"Well glass is out. Can't do that. No glass derivatives, other see through materials..."

"Like plastic wrap?"

"No plastic wrap. No clam-shell packaging, no tupperware."

"No wire mesh?"

"Wire mesh is out. They uh, gotta have straps, have to fit over their head. Two holes for the arms."

"Straps?"

Yes, at least one."

"So it sounds like the accusations that these things are designed, or were given, with the express purpose of exposing a woman's breasts are wrong?"

"Absolutely!"

"So what happened in this case?"

"Well her top fell off, in this case. Very unusual!"

"But sir, why did it fall off?"

"Oh well the wind took it."

"The wind?"

"Yes, wind caught right under it, took totally off."

"And that's unusual?"

"The wind? Hitting a woman out for a jog? Oh quite unusual, yes. One in a million, certainly."

"So, what is it you're doing now to protect the fine constitutions of other pedestrians who have been exposed to two, oversized, heavily bouncing breasts out in broad daylight?"

"Well the woman was removed from the public space."

"Removed? To where?"

"Well into some other space, I suppose."

"Another space?"

"Yes."

"So away from the public?"

"Completely outside of the public."

"But where exactly? She wasn't able to get home, she'd have to pass through the public to do that."

"Oh it was a completely new space, well outside of the public, not anywhere near the original space or the public."

"But it wasn't her home? Where was it?"

"Well it certainly wasn't the park anymore. Well outside that space."

"Right, was there anyone there with her?"

"No, there was no one there, it was entirely new, non-public space."

"Well surely there had to be someone there, something."

"No nothing. Just sun, sky, fresh air and..."

"And?"

"And two, massive jiggling, wobbling female breasts."

"What else?"

"Oh well there was me."

"You?"

"Yes, me"

"Anything else?"

"Well the top was still there, down on the ground."

"The top? I thought this was a new space. What was the top doing there?"

"Well it had fallen off, you see. Very unusual."

"And there was nothing else out there?"

"Nothing. It was a totally pristine, non-public space where I was fucking her."

"You were fucking her?"

"Well her top had fallen off, pants too, in the end."

"I see. I think we're out of time, actually. Thank you so much for coming to speak with us."

"A pleasure. Mind calling me a cab? My driver is a bit indisposed at the moment."

"What happened to them?"

"Well her top fell off."

You probably have questions at this point. The answer to your questions is that I don't have any answers. I'm just having a little bit of fun. Hope you enjoyed reading and had some too! I assure you my other prompts (or at least most of them) are a bit more comprehensible. If you don't recognize the source of this then do yourself a treat and look up "The front fell off" on youtube and have a giggle.