Ordinary, mundane, yet still humorous. Yesterday while exiting our car to pick up our mail at the post office a gentleman parked his well used pick up truck next to me, and it seemed as though he slithered out of his truck...hmmm...that's odd I thought.
He wore Wrangler jeans, and they didn't have much to hang onto, his pearly white backside shone brightly in the afternoon sun. I haven't seen a 'moon' in a long time since now day's if a males pants are riding in the midsection of one's bum, normally there is yards of undergarments hanging out. I cast my eyes aside, but couldn't help a slight smile as we walked toward the entrance of the post office.
This man must have been required to slither out of his truck just to keep his jeans in place. Here was a man in what appeared to be his mid 30's, in good health, but reluctant to pull up his drawers -- so he shuffled as he walked to his postal box. I thought to myself here I am and something as unremarkable as this can still bring out a juvenile silly smirk to my face. My thoughts turned to Dan Ackroyd of the original not ready for prime time players on Saturday Night Live, as his character portrayed a repairman whose 'posterior smile' showed while fixing a refrigerator in one of their classic skits.
Reminds me of a childhood joke:
Q. If you could have a new body part what would you want?
A. A new bottom because my first one had a crack in it!
I'll take a smile, smirk, and a chuckle where I can find one!
He wore Wrangler jeans, and they didn't have much to hang onto, his pearly white backside shone brightly in the afternoon sun. I haven't seen a 'moon' in a long time since now day's if a males pants are riding in the midsection of one's bum, normally there is yards of undergarments hanging out. I cast my eyes aside, but couldn't help a slight smile as we walked toward the entrance of the post office.
This man must have been required to slither out of his truck just to keep his jeans in place. Here was a man in what appeared to be his mid 30's, in good health, but reluctant to pull up his drawers -- so he shuffled as he walked to his postal box. I thought to myself here I am and something as unremarkable as this can still bring out a juvenile silly smirk to my face. My thoughts turned to Dan Ackroyd of the original not ready for prime time players on Saturday Night Live, as his character portrayed a repairman whose 'posterior smile' showed while fixing a refrigerator in one of their classic skits.
Reminds me of a childhood joke:
Q. If you could have a new body part what would you want?
A. A new bottom because my first one had a crack in it!
I'll take a smile, smirk, and a chuckle where I can find one!
