We Must, We Must, We Must Improve...

You never know what runs through the Contessa's mind when she's working out on the fly machine at the gym.

Thirty years ago in junior high gym class, girls worked out and chanted this little ditty:

We must, we must, we must improve our bust.
The bigger the better, the tighter the sweater.
We must, we must, we must improve our bust.

These days it goes more like this:

We must, we must, we must improve our bust.
Less droopier the better, more attractive the sweater.
We must, we must, we must improve our bust.