Save Aisling's Jabs

Boobs, breasts, funbags, jabs, is cuma conas is aithnнtear iad, Aisling, is inspiorбid iad dъinn go lйir. Mar sin, do rogha chun iad a laghdъ go heolaнochta de bharr mйid an jaib, agus dб bhrн sin, aoibhneas an chнoch, tйann sй sin i gcoinne ar бr mbealach an tsaoil. Lйirнonn sй sin nach bhfuil meas agat don obair Dй, agus toisc nach bhfuil tъ in ann an t-iompar ceart a lйiriъ, nн folбir dъinn seasamh istigh chun a chuid oibre бlainn foirfe a chaomhnъ.

Boobs, breasts, funbags, jabs. However you recognise them, Aisling, your mammary glands are an inspiration to us all. We therefore deem your motion to have them artificially, and methodically reduced in size, content, and by default, attractiveness, to be highly abrasive to our way of life. We feel that such blatant disregard for the Lord's immense work, is so brazen, callous, and downright heretical, that we must step in to prevent any further damage.