Oh, Hello...

So in my time here in Austin I’ve seen sunshine, I’ve not seen rain but I did see a certain man riding a bike in a thong. He just breezed by on his bike like any ordinary day, his wrinkly petite buns out for the world to see basically saying “kiss my A**”.
And a couple of months later Z swears he spotted the same man in a thong running at the park. Now that to me is too much freedom of speech. I don’t believe an ass should need to see that much sunshine. An a** should not be seen or heard in public, just admired, felt or grazed from time to time.
A man riding a bike in a thong is something that I would see when I lived in San Francisco so it was a sweet irony that I saw that here it Austin. I never expected sweet ole' Austin to have men in thongs running around too so its almost as if San Francisco is saying “hey Middle Sister, we miss you..” Yep, seeing a wrinkled a** in a thong breezing by will do that to me, another proof that my love affair with San Francisco will never die. And for the man in the thong, I personally would never have the balls to do that but apparently he does (no pun intended of course). Kudos to him. He sure made my day a little more interesting.