know how it is? you sit down for a meal somewhere nice and quiet and a woman sits down at an adjacent table. as she sits down you get that vision of her pants.....her faded, chewing gum, washed out grey pants. its not like they are pretty or attractive not like panties or a thong. just big ugly gargantuan And then she has the nerve to look at you as if your about declare your love for her. you eat a couple of mouthfulls. its like eating your ash tray. you realise you can do nothing. no comment must be made. that would be fatist sexist offensive. you vow to get a T shirt.....Women !! do your laundry properly!!! (and while your at it , buy a decent bra that fits)