Is Bigger Really Better?

I’ve heard size is important, but after a certain point I think things can get a bit ridiculous. Take for example this guy I saw on the beach the other day. A very somber and serious sort even while playing with his big pink noodle. He had one small child that he dragged around on the thing, but he seemed to be completely unaware of how it looked. (I noticed some snickering by my fellow adolescents on the beach.) I would have selected a different color. Then again, would it have looked any less peculiar in blue?

A BIG PINK NOODLE AND NO APPARENT IRONY. 
HERE IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S TRYING TO TUCK IT BACK INTO HIS SHORTS.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

32 thoughts on “Is Bigger Really Better?”

  1. I hate it when the retraction thingy malfunctions. It's all very awkward.

    PS
    When I read Dean's comment I nearly choked on my tea. Very funny.

    1. Ms. Sparrow:
      I mushed up his face so much because I didn't want him to be recognizable. I thought he ended up looking kind of like Valdamort. But, if he was living out a fantasy, he certainly didn't seem to realize it.

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