In other words, I consider myself a liberal, open-minded person. So as I sat on my boat late one afternoon, working on a tan and occasionally glancing up from my book to survey the other boats as they entered our sheltered cove, I was not all offended when the newest addition sported what appeared to be a nude sailor.
"Hey Dan!" I called to the cabin down below. "Another boat came in, and the old guy aboard is nude! Completely nude!"
Dan's stuck his head out to take a look.
"So he is," he acknowledged and returned to whatever he was doing down below. Dan shares my "to each his own" philosophy.
I returned to my book, grinning at the thought of the sailor and marvelling at his nerve and obvious lack of concern about the opinions of others when a loud clanging noise drew my attention back to his boat.
Apparently, they were having some sort of problem with their mechanical anchor and the thing was refusing to release. Having to go forward to fix the problem, the nude sailor walked to the bow of the boat in all his pink glory, proud and defiant, then bent over the anchor. And that's when I realized...
"Oh my God, Dan! He's not nude! He's wearing a thong! A thong! The old dude is wearing a thong! I couldn't see it 'till he bent over because it's right up the his butt crack! Oh my God! What would possess him?! That's disgusting!"
So much for my philosophy.
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