high thigh.

when i was in college, i had a friend who knew how to torture me in theworst way...

while watching a movie, at a baseball game, during a home teaching appointment, anytime really

he'd hike his shorts up as high as he could and show me as much of his high thigh as possible.

HI-larious for him.  nightmare worthy for me. 

let me ask: is there anything worse than the male high thigh?

SICK, right?!

i can't talk about it, other than to say.... it scares me.

the pale skin.

the hair.

i die.

but the hilarity {and fear} of it all came back last night when he posted on facebook about getting a full body scan at denver int'l. single girl n' all... i can say for certain, i've never seen more of a man than i have of him.... and it scares me. 

so somehow.... somehow very strange... the high thigh came up at work.  in the middle of our laughs, someone walked by and asked what we were talking about that could have been so funny.  before i could plead my case, someone cut in and replied:

"oh, it's just aubry.  she's got naked issues."

and so it remains.

but i stand by my word.  the male high thigh is GROSS.