I think I just accidentally mooned an old man.
I was outside cleaning out my car so I was kneeling in the back and digging around under my seats to get the colony of taco bell wrappers that had taken up residence there. Unbeknownst to me the old man, who spends every evening sitting on a rock by the sidewalk in front of my apartment complex, had taken up his seat on said rock and was watching me clean out my car.
Which is fine. My car was directly in front of his rock and he was just sitting there, he may have been there the entire time. Little bearded septuagenarians might blend in well with rocks I don't know. But I do know that I was cleaning my car out in a skirt.
Which may or may not have been crawling up.
And I was wearing some of my more "divulging" underwear.
Which may or may not have been crawling up.
So free show on Belmont Ave everyone. Sorry you missed it.
