"Thas the way I like it. Thas the way I love it!"

Oh, Mr. Latino Landscaping Man, thank you SO much for slowing your big truck, hanging your head out the window, and shouting out to the world at 7:30 this morning your appreciation of my bum as I was jogging through North Cambridge. I stood up on my toilet to check my rear out in the mirror to see what I've been missing and that's when I discovered that my butt crack had hoovered up the silky wicking material of my running shorts, perfectly framing each cheek for your viewing pleasure.