The subject was BOOBIES, and it reminded me of one of the last classes of advanced seminar. My friend Abby had gone shopping at Hot Topic and got loads of funky stuff, including a yellow plastic bracelet that said "I LIKE TO LOOK AT BOOBIES" on it. She thought the bracelet was a great present for Bikram, so she ran up to him when he came in on Friday and handed it to him. He was all like "what is this, I don't want it," but he took it up onto the podium and read it into the headset.
"It says, I like to look at boobies... hmm... actually you guys, that reminds me of a joke! So from normal bees, you get honey. Right? So from what kind of bees do you get milk."
I yell out "BOOBIES!!!!" at full volume because 1) I have no shame and 2) I am the only person in a room full of 300+ yogis who can't keep their mouth shut when they know the punchline to a stupid joke.
I just love myself sometimes. And Bikram. And Abby.
I miss Boss. Those were great times.