"Crisis alert!" said Harry. "What's up?" said Jim.
"I was picking the missus up from her Zumba class and the instructor coaxed me onto the dance floor." "That's it?" said Jim.
"The class were in hysterics, I nearly gave myself a coupla black eyes, my moobs were all over the show."
"Moobs?" "Yeah, you know, man boobs." "Oh, those." "Yeah, 'those'. It's just not right, men having boobs."
"I wouldn't worry about it unless you get a 'red light' situation."
"Give me an example." "When you're at the bar and some bloke tries to cop a feel of your hooters."