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If Loving You Is Thong, I Don't Want To Be Right

Sure, wait until the end of my holiday before bringing out the big guns.

There I was Sunday, minding my own business, sitting on the balcony of my brother-in-law's Panama condo looking out over the infinity pools and ocean ruminating about what I enjoyed best about my two week trip to Panama.

Was it the 100+ degree temperatures?



Not exactly.

Was it the great meals we had on our trips out to various restaurants?



Not exactly.

Was it the ability to play golf every day?



Not exactly.

Was it the gorgeous beach?



Not exactly.

Was it the fantastic sunrises?



Not exactly.

Was it the zoo in the fertile - and cooler - volcanic valley of El Valle?



Uh-uh.

Well what was it then?

Well, over beside the pool - and at the risk of appearing to be an old lecherous coot, which I may well be  - it was the discovery of young women in thongs. That's right, thongs. I'd seen pictures before but I've never seen them in their natural habitat. Hey, I've led a sheltered life. What can I say?

And these women - well I say women, but I think they were girls...I didn't want to get too close for fear they might run away and I might get arrested - were, um, 'wearing it well' you might say.

Ha, who knew? Yeah, who knew I was so damn old. I must have been living under a rock for the last 40 years. When did they invent the thong, anyway? Well, according to Wikipedia the modern thong was invented in 1974. And it's taken me this long to actually see one in it's natural habitat. I gotta get out more.

I was so impressed by how these thong bikinis looked on these women I went and got one myself.



You know, I head home tomorrow.

And I really have to say (because I know you expect it of me) I'm really going to be sorry to leave Panama behind.


Comments

Lindamedrano said…
My girl, Flavia is from Brazil. She and her mama both rock the thong. All the women in Brazil do I gather. It can be a pretty stunning look on the right people. You can wear one, but I find the string up my butt annoying.
nonamedufus said…
Brazil would appear to be the world capital of the thong. I agree with the string up the butt thing, but I'm so wearing it well don't you think?
Quirky Loon said…
Erm Dufus... well... uh... in the words of Rod Stewart... you wear it well!

Ha!!!!
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Quirks. I was worried I'd make a complete ass of myself. Butt obviously I was wrong.
Nicky said…
Well, Dufus, after all the time we've known each other, I must say, this is a side of you I've never seen before. And, no offense, but hopefully I'll never see it again. :-)
nonamedufus said…
Well, Nicky, I'll just have to turn the other cheek... ( | )
Mikewj said…
I saw my first thong in the mid-80s. I liked it, too. Or the woman wearing it. I haven't seen one since, though. Pity.
nonamedufus said…
I wonder if that speaks to the popularity of the thong, or of the women who can wear one?

I like mine. I may never need toilet paper again.
Shawn said…
Is this the latest Pause Ponder and Pun photo?
Ziva said…
That thong looks fantastic on you, Dufus, you have buns of steel.
meleahrebeccah said…
that last photo is friggen PRICELESS! Ahahahahhahah!
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, it could be. I might call it Pause Ponder and Buns.
nonamedufus said…
Why thank you Ziva. My working out is starting to reap benefits...and stares.
nonamedufus said…
I thought it was a great way to "end" the post, Meleah.
Brett Minor said…
I was in Puerto Rico the first time I saw one. It blew me away. Can she do that?
nonamedufus said…
What? What? What did she do?

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