I think I have told this story before, but back some 30 years ago not long after I had started freeballing, I was one of those guys who took school pictures.
One day, as I was packing my equipment to leave an elementary school, I bent over to pick up something and the seat of my pants split from the waistband to the seam in the middle of the crotch. Fortunately, it was after the school day had ended and there were no children left to witness it.
That day I did not go by the Principal's office to thank her for allowing my company to take pictures. Not thanking her face-to-face may have been rude, but not as rude as it would have been showing her my ass <VBG>.
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