It was a futile struggle. A struggle made ever more cumbersome by the heavy load with which I was also burdened. I couldn’t do it anymore, I just couldn’t. I knew for certain that this was one battle that I was not going to win, no matter how hard I tried. I was fast becoming weary of fighting. My arms now lacked strength and my back became ever more weighted with the problem set before me.
No, no matter how hard I tried, the new bra that I had recently purchased, just wasn’t going to fit.
And now for the letter…
Cockney rhyming slang, although this one is more current then the previous slang used-KY Jelly
Example-“I bloody hates that Simon Cowell. He’s always on the bleedin’ KY Jelly.”