We were breakfasting with k. and d. and t. at South Beach when I saw a man a few tables away exhibiting the most bum crack I have ever seen on anyone with pretensions to being dressed in public. I indicated to my companions that they should, in fact, totally check him out. k. was taking her time about it.
She said, "I'm trying to be subtle."
"Why bother?" said Grumpy. "Clearly he isn't."