. . . when you don't have a camera. I was at the Cleveland Indians - Texas Rangers game earlier today, getting a sunburn on half my face and arms, and also admiring the choice of outfits the girls were wearing on a sunny 85 degree day. I'm seated in the upper deck, the first seat in the aisle and I have a direct view down of all people coming up the steps in my section. Seated next to me is my 70-year-old father in law. We both glanced down at the same time to see a hispanic girl that looks kinda like Angelique (Brazilian? porn star), kinda thin, only not as dark complexion and softer facial features, but she exceeded Angelique in her bosum (!!!), which looked exactly like she had successfully smuggled two medium size watermelons into the stadium. She was wearing blue jeans and only about 5'2" tall. Here she comes up the steps, wearing a form fitting medium blue top with cut-out shoulder areas, to right in front of my face before heading up a few rows behind us. My father-in-law looked at her, then me, and exclaimed - "she otta just carry 'em in a shopping bag!" I saw her several more times during the game, but wanted to kick myself that I didn't bring even a little cheapy camera, 'cause I would'a taken a shot.I enclose a screenshot of Angelique for those who might not know who she is (I would find that odd here); the girl I saw at the game had a more torpedo shaped bosum than Angelique, but my impression was she was that big naturally. I looked at my father-in-law and said "Bravo!"