12.10.2008
just say no to crotch ruffles
I guess I didn't realize I just walked onto the set of a Nair commersh. Oh wait, I didn't. It's merely a group of men ≥ 30 yrs of age going on a casual jog. Guess what all you nearly-nude joggers? Your leisurely run through the park just gave me a cardiac arrhythmia because I'm pretty sure I just got a glimpse of your junk flapping around in the crisp fall air. Its totes inapprope to be flashing your Britney all ovs the place while exercising in pubs. No need to expose yourself to the unsuspecting gen pop. Would it kill you to throw on some boxer briefs and/or compresh shorts? Or maybs just a shirt w/ a warning, for examp, "CAUT! Don't look down- or do, if you want an early xmas pres." Don't get me wrong- we all love frolicking ab in our skivvies (aka pract noth), but lets save that for the priv beach on SB200NEVS.
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