Someone had to say it

A few weeks ago, Mauricio and I were running with our marathon training group and gaily chatting with an additional running partner we had adopted for that day, AKA, Liz.

We passed one of the faster pace groups as they were on their way back from the half-way point. One of the women in the group is this incredibly tanned (and age-spotted) woman with giant fake breasts who insists on running with just a sports bra from the waist up--and one of those sports bras with the tiny little straps that don't really do much of anything.

After we passed her bearing expressions of mild disdain, it was Liz who best expressed the moment we communally experienced when she hissed angrily under her breath, with a degree of disgust that is impossible to replicate in print and in a crescendo that would make Frank Costanza himself proud:

"Put on a fucking SHIRT!"