The big hairy plumber's crack I saw in the Buenos Aires airport. Purely accidental sighting, I assure you. Still traumatic, though. Semi-chubby (the fellow, not the crack), next bench down, working on his laptop...and I was innocently looking towards the food court waiting for Z. I'm sure this will come as a shock to most of you, but I'll usually not mind glancing a time or two at a peeking crack, just to quietly snigger a little, but I couldn't this time. It was just so hairy, like tarantulas had moved in and were coming out for a breath of fresh air.
Hmmm...come to think of it, maybe we're on some blog as reason #29... "10-hour flight with one-year-old twins," though un-biasedly (that is probably not a word) they were almost angels. Except for that hour or so.
7 comments:
You crack me up!!!!!! Tarantulas coming out for air!!!!! you sure do know how to paint a picture:)
Will! thats not what I expected to read about.
With so many other thing to see, that was really something else.
What some people will do for fun. LOL
Uncle Dan :)
You should have told me my pants were down that far.
Oh I always find myself staring when I see plumbers crack...especially on a woman because I'm thinkin...did you really intend for all the world to see your butt crack? Did you think it was pretty attractive? The abhorrence of it all makes me stare! LOL...tarantulas...hahahaha...you are terrific with words!
Fiona you never fail to describe things perfectly! haha! crack-peaking is irresistible too!
I always wonder... "Do you not feel the breeze down there?"
That is so gross! Too bad you couldn't enjoy the spectacle as usual. Anyhow, I didn't write down your email address and I have no idea which entry it is in, so will you email me sometime at laralinm at yahoo. Thanks. Laralin
oh that image is going to stick with me for awhile- that is hilarious!!
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