It’s a Cryin’ Shame…
that it’d not be a great idea for me to take our digital camera to the pool. Because…I found out in a vivid and very explicit way, just what on earth could possibly be worse than a fat, old man in a Speedo.
It’s a fat, old (and I do mean OLD), man in regular swim trunks, hiking the legs of his swim suit up around his nether regions as if they were Speedo shaped.
I totally would have shared that moment with all of you if I could have. I hope that my verbal description can dutifully conjure up the sights I saw today so I am not alone in my psychosis.
And to top it off, I got a wee bit of a sunburn. 
August 2nd, 2007 at 9:43 pm
avert your eyes!
August 2nd, 2007 at 9:46 pm
OW! OW! OW! OW! ow! ow! ow! . . . . . .
(That was me running away holding my ears saying ow repeatedly.)
August 2nd, 2007 at 10:15 pm
Ewwwww. Thanks for the visual, friend. Ewwwww….
August 2nd, 2007 at 10:20 pm
I know huh? Tigger is mean!
August 2nd, 2007 at 10:35 pm
So is this scarier than shark week on discovery?
In some ways yes, I’m still more scared of sharks though. This guy didn’t try to bite me, only blind me.
August 2nd, 2007 at 10:50 pm
Now that’s quite the distressing visual.
August 3rd, 2007 at 1:03 am
I thought that was your type!
August 3rd, 2007 at 2:47 am
Why did he do that? Afraid of tan lines? What a sight that must have been!
August 3rd, 2007 at 6:31 am
akkk, I got to see a fat old man in clear red shorts and I got to see his hairy shiny butt. Ikkk. Very hairy. I soooo didn’t want to see that.
August 5th, 2007 at 1:48 pm
Oh dear that’s a good visual. I’ve always said that when you want to feel better about yourself just get out a bit.
Hugs,
Holly