

As a black man, there is no other talked about or desired visual stimulation one can have next to a full spread Thanksgiving and/or Christmas dinner than to have the privilege to walk behind, or catch in ones peripheral vision a sister with a little junk in her trunk. Even women seem to know this about us fellas seeing that almost every sister I know has a picture with the classic and ubiquitous booty sticking out pose (see several on this blog entry).

My boy Smoove and I were talking about this yesterday. He commented “a brother gone always go wild over a phat ass ass. I mean, if he had the choice between a beautiful woman that was lacking, and a not so attractive woman that was like [HE USED HIS HANDS TO DESCRIBE], the brother gone go with the fat ass ass.”

So ladies don’t be mad at me or my folk, but we have a fascination with posterior ethics and today, I just wanted to be proud to proclaim that I love this particular portion of the female physiology and proclaim that from now on today be recognized as Ass-a-nation day.