In short, some lady thinks it is not fair for the man persons to be allowed to go around topless whilst it is considered lewd for female persons to do the same.
I say this is going in the wrong direction! Because one of the horrors of the summer months for my sensitive self is the sight of fleshy man humans all running about with no shirts and their wiggly tummies and man breasts jiggling and flashing like the mighty orca beaching. Totally WTF, right?
Now if the ladies are allowed to join in, will I, Mango, be forced to gaze upon the rolling flesh of the more full figured gals in the neighborhood? The mind boggles.
I think momma agrees, well, except for some of the hunky (her word, not mine) tool time guys that come to the estate to help master with the heavy lifting. Left to her own devices I have no doubt she would purchase a heat lamp to shine on them even on the coldest days and compel them to remove their tops and cool their well muscled selves. Nasty.
Not to mention this is New England, not France, OK? No nekkedness allowed! In fact if it were up to me, even the toned and svelte mans and womens would exercise more modesty during the warm months. Goodness, I learn far too much about the constructs of many humans due to them all flashing their selves at me. Even I, Mango, have a difficult time conversing with a womans when her gazoongees are all flopping in my face no matter how firm and round. We must cling to our puritanical, mixed up ways, thank you very much. What next? Selling liquor after 8PM on a Sunday? End of days, I tell you.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Check out this movie that Norwood's mom took at skool a few weeks back. Sometimes at skool we have agilities relay race competitions. As you can see by my speed and dexterity, I am quite an asset to either team. No doubt that is why I am always picked last... save the best for last, right?