Tropical Moon

5 Oct 2003 /
Tropical moon

We have a young man in our neighborhood — he looks to be junior high school age — who likes to moon passing cars from a high wall in his backyard.

We’ve seen him twice now, my son and I, and I can tell you that to a 10-year-old boy, there is nothing in the world funnier than mooning.

“I wonder if he’s got an older sister who could come out and join him,” I said.

“That’s not ladylike.”

“Quiet, I’m trying to send an ESP message to the sister with my brain.”

“It’s not working.”

“I guess I should mention to you that mooning people is not appropriate behavior.”

“But it’s funny. Didn’t you ever do it?”

“I have to admit that I mooned some people from a hotel room in Hawaii one time. There was a road going past the hotel and when cars came around the curve, they’d be looking right at my window. Although now that I think about it, it probably would have been funnier if I’d taken a magic marker and written ALOHA across my hindquarters.”

I hope someone will do this. It seems like too good an idea to waste.


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