There is a place for both kinds, t. Sure, the aspirational perky mammary has its charm, but who hasn't indulged in the heft, the weightiness of the sitter without glee?
Saggy Boobsmatter sounds like a member of the Drones Club imo. He would be having food fights and knocking off policemen's helmets after the Boat Race with Bertie, Gussie and Catsmeat.