Open letter to old guy in tight swim trunks at pool…
Posted on July 26, 2007
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Dear Dude,
Today I took my little man to the pool. BlogHer is coming up and in a fit best described as “brave stupidity” I bought a few sleeveless blouses. I hear a tan will help the look of my old-lady arms so we headed out for a bit o’ sun.
And what to my wandering eyes should appear but you, dear old man. You were, um… something — sauntering around in your shorty-short trunks. And wow, the tightness of those shorts really, uh… highlighted your “package”.
I quickly realized that looking at your “junk” was like looking directly at the sun. I shouldn’t do it at all, lest I WANT scorched corneas.
But next time, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE wear some trunks that actually fit you. You may think squeezing into your 8-year-old grandson’s shorts makes those chicken legs look good but, um…. No.
Good luck.
Lisa
P.S. Your lady friend didn’t seem embarrassed at all in regards to your “look”. In fact, she seemed sort of proud of you. I guess she agrees with that saying — “good things come in small packages.”
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Hmmm… wonder if he’s related to the grubby guy with half of his “cheeks” hanging out in the grocery store. I was so afriad one of the kids were going to yell out, “I can see his butt!!”
Ewww! Those are the times you wish you could shake your head like an Etch-a-Sketch and erase that image in your brain.
LOL, good laugh first thing in the morning
And it sucks, too, because it would just keep drawing my eye. I wouldn’t be able to look away, even though I desperately wanted to
The first time I ever went to a water park, I turned and nearly ran into a man who was well into his 70’s. He was tall and thin, covered in grey body hair and in the smallest Speedo imaginable.
I am still traumatized.
I firmly believe that when we get to be old ladies that we will not give a shit either. Me and my old lady arms are looking forward to it. Let’s hope we don’t scare small children.
ew!! a moment seared into your brain for all eternity!!
urgh. I am with you, I saw some of that myself yesterday taking K to the pool. It was disturbing.
Sometimes I don’t think some people know precisely what is mirror is for. Because if they’d actually USE one, they’d realize they aren’t dressed for public consumption.
Where is the mental delete button when you need it? I shudder for you. This is the reason there are so many people in therapy.
The horror! Ugh… I just hate that. And you’re right… it is like staring directly in the sun. I’m seconding the mental Etch-a-Sketch.
I cannot, CANNOT handle old man butt or junk. Some things are best left in the dark, dudes.
ew.
Freakin hilarious…I was laughing so hard! You remind me of a friend in the way you describe things! Just great!
Ha! Too funny. I can imagine why he would want to highlight those chicken legs. Sexy.
OH my gosh this is funny!
Enjoy your time at BlogHer!
you are so funny.
have fun at blogher. I went last year and met really cool people.
Yucky yuck!
p.s. my verification word was “bxaad”. Ha!
Ewww! That whole image greatly disturbs me. I am guessing he doesn’t own a mirror.
Hey, and I hope you are feeling better!
that was so funny I’m still laughing, thank you for that.
Gross. I think I’d prefer burnt corneas. That image however, will be forever seared into my mind.
Have a fun weekend!
Carrie
euch! if i’d known that was coming i’d have waited til i’d finished my lunch before catching up with your blog today!
Ewww… I had a total visual!!