S.S. Paz Vega in a Thong Bikini
Tags: bikini, Paz Vega, summer supererogative
When I’m holding out my swimsuit bottoms so I can admire my own genitals in public like Paz Vega here, I usually try to make more of a “surprised” face. Then I like to squint and crane my neck a little closer, fan myself in disbelief before elbowing the person next to me and exclaiming, “Hey, buddy — get a load of that beaver!” Of course, it helps to actually have a semi-aquatic rodent in your drawers. The YMCA staff can’t ask you to leave that way. They have to call animal control first, which buys you a good ten or fifteen minutes before the guys with the tranquilizer guns show up and ruin everybody’s good time.
