"Quite how playback is achieved we're not quite sure, but it may well involve the listener burying his or her head in the cleavage for a full stereo effect.
Likewise, God alone knows how you select tracks, but breasts do come equipped with a pleasing alternative to the iPod's selector wheel. We can imagine the scenario:
Girlfriend: "Oi, what the bloody hell are you doing?"
Boyfriend: "Hold on, I'm just scrolling down to Stairway to Heaven." "
http://www.theregister.co.uk/2005/10...reast_implant/
