This reminds me of Bill Bryson's commentary in The Lost Continent that only men who had been travelling without female companionship for a long time would think that the Grand Tetons resembled breasts.

Cracking up that they're called mammatus clouds. It's not "boobies" if you say it in Latin!

I do find it amusing that the Recent Comments sidebar is filled with "If The Sky Were Filled With Titties", "What Gets Them Off", and "Choke On This".

2: And the linked page describing mammatus clouds repeatedly calls them "pouch-like structures". Not boobie-like! Pouch-like! Pouch!

Looks more like bums to me.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night
Where the sky is full of titties and the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees
Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

5: whichever floats your boat .....

6: Eh? Big Cock Randy Mountain?

The only way those could remind you of breasts is if you were thinking of milk dripping off the underside of the sky.

I have to assume that out of those clouds come giant hailstones.

5: The second and fourth look like penises.

I thought some of them looked as much like balls.

Why not let them be themselves? I'd be floored at the sight, in the sky.

B, anything can remind us of breasts.

The last one looks like what I imagine the view from below a concert bathroom would look.

Wait, this isn't some sort of Rosarch, is it?