One day after university I found Robin crying her eyes out on her bed so I knocked on her door jam and walked in. I sat on the edge of her bed and sta...ted rubbing her back. Robin almost always has a backache. The doctors said it was from her huge tits. Anyway Robin rolled onto her back and said, “I hate my tits! They’re gross! I want reduction surgery!” I said, “Why? You have the best tits of any girl I know!” Robin half smiled and said, “Really? You never said that before!" Robin. " Okay, then." He shrugged.Another woman raised her hand, "Mine is." Yours is what?" the NCO asked."He's got a good score."The NCO pursed his lips, thinking. I waved at him. "See the Lieutenant," he told her. Turning back to the crowd, he said, "Okay. There are three or four of us available for questions. Look around the room. We're going to take those who want to go in ten minutes or so. Discuss it among yourselves. As an aside, you need to be sensible about this -- we won't put up with any of. Part of his studies at University had included a trip to a glassworks and he had been fascinated by the early use of glass in the production of an alembic still. This still was fairly basic in design and would allow his monks to begin to produce uisge beatha in much greater quantities than had been achieved hitherto.He had also gone through a student 'home-brew' phase and now also put into production his designs for a little glass 'bubble' airlock and some demijohn jars. He explained to the. "What was what, Adam?" I responded."That argument you used tonight, it was so weak. Worse still youundermined one of our arguments and you accused us of beingmisogynists." Yeah well... The argument was wrong; it was based on false informationand admit it, we are misogynists..."At that point, I wanted to add a remark that they were misogynists, asI was no longer sure about myself, but I ended up saying nothing."Maybe we are," said Adam, "but you should never use that term -- itpaints a bad image.