The other day, I got into an argument somewhere else in the blogosphere. Not a discussion, which is all right. But an argument, where people start taking offense. Which is not all right. Life’s too short. Especially when the argument is over butts.
Now I’ve got nothing against butts. I have one myself. It’s too old and fat. I wish it were younger and trimmer. But it continues to serve its principal functions, one of which is not, and never has been, to be a babe magnet. I wish it were otherwise. Maybe in my next life.







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