Listen, guy across the street, I am just as excited that it is summer time as you are. Hell, I am down right giddy about it. But, the thing is, man…your shorts. They are really short. I don’t fancy myself a fashion maven, nor do I wish to dictate what people wear in the privacy of their own homes, but seriously, when you are outside bending over, doing yard work in your little man shorts, it’s unpleasant. I mean, I barely know you, and yet, I already know too much…about things a neighbor just shouldn’t know about…unless we were swingers, which we are not. It’s almost hypnotic, but in a creepy awkward way. I mean, I know, sometime very soon, something really gross is going to fall out or shift out of place, and it’s like a car wreck, I can’t stop looking.
You know what, you are a fit older man. You have a great tan, what appears to be a limited amount of body hair (can we all just eww collectively?) and you seem to be really active. Good for you.
But, for the same reason I had to stop wearing my “I’m with Stupid” t-shirt, the time of geriatric short shorts has passed. No amount of Nair or really freakishly tall tube socks is going to change that.
Sorry.
Your yard look really good though.
4 comments:
EWWWWWWWWW!
Ditto the ewwwwwwww, that's a very unpleasant visual for me to be eating my breakfast with this morning thank you very much!!
I am laughing really hard cause they are working on the house next door from me and a young gun was bent over all day with his butt cracking me a smile....nice butt...nice smile...but please! leave me a little to wonder about....I'm glad you are at least able to get past his butt to appreciate his yard though....hahahahaha
Oh Ervie you crack me up!
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