Arkansas Thong Review - Revisited
I've never understood why women feel the need to show off there underwear. Last night, while putting in my picks for Fantasy Football, drinking my triple Jack Daniels, a fairly attractive redhead sat down at the bar a seat away from me. Of course the first thing I noticed was her lime green thong sticking out of her pants. Now, don't get me wrong.. I'm all for seeing thongage. I don't get laid nearly enough so when I can actually see some skin and underwear the space shuttle takes off in my pants. It's why I rarely talk to women like this. She's probably three kinds of loose in ways I only dream about, but if I were to open my mouth to her, the next thing after "Hi" is going to be "Why the fuck do you show your thong to the world?".
Well, it must be better than Salem, MA since the women out here seem to walk around in what I think is pajamas - Usually really bazaar outfits that encompass multiple styles in different bands working up to down. The Huge bright colored thong thang seems very hip out here - I have to hold my hand back from just reaching out and playing it like a guitar string.
In New Jersey, the natives seem to thrive on the thong thang too, very odd but I think it is a easterner thing.
I'm not quite sure what the message is, I guess being 43, the generation gap must have crept in somewhere - being the old man that I am, I just fancy the style of something lacy and fishnetty much more than a exposed crotch plate.
Just my 2 cents, probably worth just as much.
Dean