We played a lot of Frisbee this weekend, specifically "spin jammer", I was jumping and running, and having a good ol time. Bacon....not so much. I mean he had fun, he loves to play too, he's just not as aggressive about it as I am. Oddly enough, I throw a frisbee better with my right hand then my right hand, just another one of those things that I am better at using my non-dominant hand. It kind of surprises me when that sort of thing happens, because somehow things change, and I become comfortable using my non-dominant hand, and feel widely idiotic and uncomfortable using my dominant hand.
So, anyhow, after a while of playing frisbee, my lower back starts to hurt, the bar next door was dead, only one or two cars in the lot....as I was waiting for Bacon to retrieve the frisbee (I need to work on my aim, and he his aggressiveness in said game) anyhow, so while I am waiting, I bend backwards, and then forwards placing my hands on the ground between feet trying to stretch out my back. Didn't give much thought to the fact that my back was facing the bar, or that when I bend over, my skirt hikes up so high you can see my goodies. Mid stretch - bent over - ass to the world - some Biker dude comes out of the bar and yells "HEY....DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!!" I look at him and feel slightly puzzled.....Bacon, not knowing what was actually said, gives the guy a friendly wave, and Biker dude waves back, get's on his bike, and leaves.
This would be the second time, some random old dude at/from the bar has yelled at me.
Fuck you Biker dude, I'll moon the lot all day long, I don't care!