Hey buddy, what gives?!?! What gives you the right to cover up Panama Jack like that? That’s just a friggin tease right there man.
Ok, so stay with me here. You’re out at a bar and you have a few dozen drinks, followed by too many shots to count and then somebody (probably your drunk self) slips you a little something extra in your drink and then you stumble across these two male damsels out twerking on the dance floor. Which one are you taking home you odd mofo you?
I mean, technically what they’re doing isn’t “half assed” because those are covered, but it just seems less “hey bro check out my bod” and more “ehhh my pile of shirts is all the way over there; f*ck it I’ll just go like this.”
I’m just waiting to see a tiny Mario Kart go flying off of Rainbow Road here.