Really, is there any way a person can truly describe the feeling they get when they round the corner in the grocery store and come face to face, as it were, with a big winter-white expanse of bare skin complete with a cheeky (pun intended, obviously) inch and a half of butt crack?
I was caught between being a little grossed out and wanting to giggle like a five year old.
Where is the etiquette in that? Is it like when someone's fly is open and you tactfully let them know? I always tell people if their tag is sticking out of their shirt whether it is a friend or a stranger, but the butt crack thing....that's kind of unknown territory. It's hard to know what the right thing to do is.
There's probably a website somewhere about it....I'll do a Google.
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