Case in point... I was watching the movie Last Vegas with my sister not too many weeks ago and Morgan Freeman was being introduced as one of the movie's main characters in a scene where he is holding his grand baby in his arms and gently swaying side to side with her. The camera goes from a close up and moves into a full room view in which he slowly turns to the side and back to front.
I let out a *gasp* and before I knew what I was saying, I squealed "Did you see his package?!?!" to my totally unsuspecting sister. She went "What?! No... Julie!!!" and that prompted us to rewind it so she could see. I have to say.. unless they stuffed his pants, Morgan Freeman is packing some major punch in those jeans.
Maybe I shouldn't be talking about crotch watching. I don't often comment on it, and certainly never comment on it when I'm with people I know it would offend. Like, I don't do it when I'm out with my mom, for example. Well, I do it, I just don't comment.
So what's the point to this blog post? I'm not sure. Just to remind you all that I really haven't changed.. I'm just a bit more subtle about things, perhaps. Or maybe just to say that it's okay to admire, as long as it's in good taste and not offensive to those around you. Or maybe I just wanted to blog about Morgan's giant package, because it needed to be said, because it was such a shocker.
That is all.