Our resident poet (sorry, Ms Mushrooms, it's not you, but I'm sure you understand) tells me he is bursting with words. His word cup overfloweth, and he needs to jot down some rhymes. I don't have much to report on, but here's an item.
I read recently about a new trend that is catching on: nude yoga. It will come as a surprise to absolutely nobody that this past-time seems particularly in vogue in the gay community. I guess when you are able to lift your leg and place it behind your head, you are a) very flexible b) exposing your dangly bits to the whole class and thus c) very popular.
Apparently even in non-gay, mixed classes the men outnumber the women 2 to 1. Think about that, ladies. How many men of your acquaintance would you want to see in the buff in downward dog pose? .....? Oh so few.
Also, and maybe it's just me, but wouldn't nude yoga encourage more gas passing? I mean, there's nothing to block it. I'd just roll into a ball and toot.
3 comments:
As for this nude yoga craze,
Truly, I know, it does amaze
Stripping down with total inhibition
And getting into lotus position,
Showing off as you reach for the sky,
Whilst standing in front of another guy
Whose dangly bits are dangerously near
To brushing up against your rear
Yet, it must make yoga a tad less boring,
When all around you wangs are soaring.
In fact, when all is said and done,
It kind of sounds like sexy fun.
If ever one day I give it a turn
I just have one important concern,
With all these naked wangs and ass,
Unlike aerobics...
I hope they shower before class
And after class....scrubbing down the yoga mats with La Parisienne.
bravo
I hope NaPoMo never ends
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