A PItta Bread
A girl who has no tits. She’s the human version of a pitta bread. No meat. No flavor. Just plain, sad, empty.
'Samantha, you're like a pitta bread. Empty. Sad. Useless.'
'Samantha, if you had tits, you’d be the best pitta bread ever.'
'Samantha’s like a pitta bread. Just there. Not even good.'