Marie, swathed in Edenic garb. 

From the Associated Press:

 FERNDALE, Mich. - A Detroit man, Ronald A. Dotson, with a history of smashing store windows to grab female mannequins has been accused of indulging his fetish again.

And from Salon.com, a front page story on the third of January:

Big breasts for dummies:

Mannequins with giant bazooms are busting out in shop windows from coast to coast. More than just garment racks, they are a mirror of current beauty and fashion.

"... but these mannequins with their massive chests crossed the line from a little harmless obsession with appearance to a society run amok. I grabbed my husband's hand and jerked him to a stop in front of the store. 'Look at that!' I demanded. He was already looking ..."

I do not believe in coincidences. That these two stories appeared on the same day is just one more auspicious portent of the shape of things to come now that the Democrats have taken control of both houses of Congress.

Joking.

That was a joke.

You may read my insights into Ronald's unfortunate compulsion, coupled with a culture of enablers, on the flip-flop. 

Marie, with a wig.

"Ronald A. Dotson, 39, was arrested and jailed Oct. 9 after breaking a window at a cleaning-supply company to get at a mannequin in a black and white French maid’s uniform, police said.A judge Thursday ordered him to undergo a psychiatric examination to determine whether he is competent to stand trial on charges of attempted breaking and entering.  

“Mr. Dotson went to prison and they haven’t helped him,” said his lawyer, Edward Cohn. “He got out of prison and he was right back out there. It’s pretty bizarre.”Dotson had been out of prison for less than a week when he was caught.

Sun Pop Blue poses the question: How CAN a man with such proclivities resist temptation?

You are at the local tavern. You are celebrating your release from prison for the seventh straight night, doing shooters with the boys at the bar and rails of crystal meth in the bathroom. At closing time, you wend your way home, walk past a cleaning supply store, and there is Marie in a French maid's outfit, alone, lonely, those huge boobs bathed in the warm pink pinspots, a most sexy tableau: surrounded by buckets, mops, soapbags, and an array of suggestively pubic scrubbing implements ... just ... beckoning you. It's quiet on the street. You are lonely too. It's been a long time since you were with someone. And you gaze around, feverish, brain sizzling, eyes jittering, trying to will yourself to keep going, but ... there, not twenty feet from you, is a newspaper rack perfect for throwing through a plate-glass window. 

Game ON! 

His pursuit of mannequins over the past 13 years has led to at least six convictions for breaking and entering and a stint in prison, police said.

“He told his parole officer he was going to buy a mannequin so he didn’t have to do these break-ins anymore,” said Detective Brendan Moore said. “Apparently that didn’t work out.”

Let's face it, even with a fine mannequin at home, some men are just compelled to cheat. 

Comments (3)

My shirt is too tight
written by Candy, January 03, 2007

I don't have the huge knockers I have always dreamed of but, I do find it hard to fit my cute tatas in most shirts so good for huge boobed plastic babes!

Our Society Sucks
written by Troy, January 03, 2007

More proof of a disfunctional society...

"Where is the motherfucking mothership dammit!"

Buttons popping
written by Auntie P.H., November 18, 2007

it's about time they are making mannequins in the shape of real women, have you ever tried on a blouse and no matter how large the tag claims it is your boobs pop out. "Bravo for btitted dummies!" No let's get some with big asses and we will all be happy!

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