You haven't seen mine. And you should offer up a silent thank you to God that you never wll. Or the Goddess, if you prefer.
Incidentally, I once emailed Fr Andrew Creeley and asked why, in his novels, he sometimes referred to God as he and sometimes as she. He replied that he thought it was only fair. I thought it was a bit out there for a Catholic. :)
No bikini. I ain't got nothing to hold the top up, and it'd look too boring. Even Barney Gumble looks better than I do in a bikini. I'm a tall lanky, and according to my wife I have no bum. Kills anyone's nice day on a beach if I went in a bikini.
Being a surfer, I have two types of bikinis, the first is for riding waves & the other (which consists of very little) is for lazing about on the sand. My partner, who by the way is new to surfing didn't grasp this theory, she decided to wear her consist of very little bikini surfing. All I can say is what a lovely spectacle that emerged from the breaking waves, so much for the theory of that people are afraid of white pointers, some lessons are best learnt by ones self.