You reach a certain age when you just don’t give a flying fk. But it should be tempered with common courtesy.
I had an elderly neighbor who was mostly native American
Hos daughter brought him 2 cases of PBR and a carton of cigs every week
He’d garden in his boxer shorts (complete with weeks old racing stripe) and scream at the weeds
“Get out of my garden, you sonofabitch!”
What’s the problem.... I’m sure the guy has seen women with clothes on before.
Well...I don’t garden nude, but in my underwear...but then again we have five acres that is secluded and several acres away from the nearest house—did I mention tree lines too?
Kinda refreshing to go out on a summer morning in skivvies, garden hose in hand watering the corn, lettuce, tomatoes, beans and all the other veggies...
MOON GOT MOONED!! Gawd the horror!!
About mid nite last week my wife reminded me that I forgot to take the trash to the street.
I got up and started to head out wearing just underwear and a T shirt.
I was halfway out the door when I realized my neighbor was outside talking with someone. A police officer.
Yea, that would have gone over well.