Someone reminded me of yet another thing on my mind about the glory and splendor that is the female posterior.
A common expression describing the nature of a woman's posterior, generally in positive terms, is to say she has 'junk in her trunk.', like a car with some weight in the back end.
Cars in Hong Kong must be immaculate. There is nojunk in anytrunk in this fair city.
I'm all for being 'environment-friendly,' but this goes too far. And not for the reason you might think.
I'm actually a big fan of small... you know. Mostly because it beats the living hell out of the alternative.
But there are consequences. Mostly fashion-based.
First of all, there is an inherent contradiction in making a fashion statement wearing hip hugger jeans if you don't have hips!
I am fascinated (and not for the reasons you might think) by women wearing incredibly low-slung jeans with baggyseats. The belt is holding on for dear life to hold up pants that shouldn't need a belt.
It's kinda cute, but part of me has a hard time even imagining a grown woman with an @ss that small. I just don't know how it's done, much less what it looks like.
No, I haven't, and yes, I would like to.
And the really sad part is that not even the belt can save us from a crack epidemic. Considering how few women there are in the trades, Hong Kong has more than its fair share of Plumber's Butt going around:I didn't take this picture. Dammit.
This doesn't even make me excited. It makes me uncomfortable. Because the gentlemanly thing to do is say "Pardon me miss, but, uh, well, uh... you do know crack kills, right?"
But how am I supposed to ignoreit? Makes me want to stick a carnation in there or something, dress it up a little.
These women can't turn one cheek, much less the other, 'cause they ain't got none.
Still, I can forgive them. I can live with it. Hell, I might could even marryone.
I mean, I tryto be environment friendly.
If we don't support the movies that deserve it, we get the movies that we deserve.