And scarves instead of ties.

Go spend money!

I'm not gonna examine that closely, tho.

Where's the love?

Even if I didn't think she was attractive (which, of course, I do!) I'd politely keep my mouth shut and let her do her thing--ain't harming no one but prudes and nannystaters. ;)

1. My eyes. I have no desire to see hog ass swinging free on public streets.

2. Refined sensibilities. If you want to see ass and other such blowin' in the wind, please go to chaps night at The Eagle. Or the locker room at Curves.

3. Business on Broadway. You think any of those barely-surviving businesses on Broadway want a bunch of fat naked chicks walking around? You really think that makes a commercially successful atmosphere?

No bare asses on Broadway. Men's, women's or otherwise. Especially fat ones.

Oink.

The -- hee hee -- bottom line here is that people should not be waving their asses around on city streets. It's why latent homosexualist college men go running naked together outdoors -- it's naughty.

As for whether her ass is fat or not, it appears generously proportioned to me...it's impossible to tell about the ass acne or cellulite, d. I think you're just exercising some wishful thinking, but there's no rule against that. So have at it...here, I'll even raise you: I bet it's as soft as a baby's (all baby's referred to here are over 18, proof of age on file).

And you're right, calling a pretty normal woman's ass a "hog ass" would be funny to some people! It's a select group of particularly classy individuals, too.

(regarding the matter of letting an ass of any size hang out on public sidewalks, duh, it's ridiculous and uncalled-for.)

Second, we agree on the no public ass thing. Cool. Let's build our little popsicle stand on that common ground and sweep the rest under the rug like a good dysfunctional Episcopal family.

You're amping up the volume on the reaction and using lazy language in the bargain -- no one is "shocked" here. I'm calmly sickened, is all. And rather at peace with the solution: wear clothes.

Now, one thing you say has a minor degree of intrigue: If I do "get out more," will I for sure see lots more naked ass? Because, wow, I've been missing it all these days. I walk down street after street in cities around the world and I DON'T SEE NAKED ASS.

Clearly, Greg, I just need to "get out more." It's out there, that naked ass; I just haven't been in the right places at the right times.

So, Greg...does your street in Capitol Hill have lots of naked ass, so I can "get out more" and see it? Please, tell us where to look and I'll be there with my Put on Some Damn Clothes! sandwich board.

Carry on.

It's sarcasm, by the way, not passive-aggressiveness (passive aggression?).

And it's OK, I was totally passive aggressive against Greg in the very next post. Vive la difference!

Nonetheless, zaftig heiny uber alles...god knows mine's no teacup breed.

Given that there are 43 million overweight women in the country, I'll have to grant you that.

In general, women are far more self-critical about how they or other women look than men are.