I mean, seriously, I hope our meal comes with some of those because they look FANTASTIC.

No no, not you, I mean the poor little guy who's trapped in your cleavage.

You're doing God's work by not looking, friend.

Is this becoming a fad?

And here I thought the "v" in "v-neck" stood for the shape of the collar. Turns out all the guys I've seen wearing these shirts are just really proud of their boobs.

Have a heart, share some of your chest fleece with the poor woman sitting next to you.