When Public Mooning Goes Wrong

Looking out at the huge moon the other night it got me thinking about actual mooning. We used to do it all of the time in high school. One time in 11th grade we were driving down Boot Road and we saw a bunch of people we knew from Downingtown - a neighboring and inferior high school. I was driving a Toyota Corona station wagon at the time - which is a smallish station wagon. I yell for my friends to get into the back to moon them. We're all laughing hysterically.

So the three of them are lined up against the back window on all fours and they start the moon. I'm looking at them in the rear view and it hits me. The only thing that's going to make this funnier is to do this. By "this" I mean grab the wheel and turn it left and right.

As I do it, the three of them who are already squeezed in pretty close and are kneeling on their jeans begin falling on top of each other. And they're screaming. And I'm laughing. They're literally on top of each other trying frantically to pull their pants up.

Oh that was a good one. Does anyone else have any good mooning stories they want to share?

By the way the photo of the people mooning above is the annual Mooning of Amtrak Trains that happens every July in Laguna Niguel, California. To read more about that event, click here.