A lady has bosoms, a bust or a breast,
Those beautiful swellings that bulge 'neath her vest.
They are towers of ivory, sheaves of new wheat,
In a moment of passion, ripe apples to eat.
You may speak of her nipples as fingers of fire,
With hardly a question of raising her ire.
But by Rabelais' beard, she will throw several fits,
If you speak of them, roundly, as good honest...
Okay, according to Oscar Brand, the using of the word 'tits' is a no-no. Unless we're talking about a type of birds.
But is that true? Over several nights in a watering hole, I asked ladies present their opinions on each of these terms. Here's the results. Be mindful that these are all young, unmarried women living in Montana and going to a university. All had at least a drink in her:
Fun Bags 0%
I don't know if this would apply countrywide, as my survey was small, and Montana might be a special case.
After all, we have a Teton River. It's not big by Eastern standards, but we call it one.