Last night my children were complaining that I had never answered their question about the secret ingredient of dinner, and I totally had, but they didn’t hear me. So I repeated myself, this time mooning them for emphasis, and it occurred to me that it’s been a long while since I utilized this elegant form of communication. A pity.
Tell us, please, ever em-bare-ass yourself?
Roflmao!
I don’t recall that I ever did. There was a guy on my wrestling team that everyone called moondoggie, for obvious reasons, but I don’t think I ever did.
Now I want to know what the secret ingredient was that was emphasized by mooning. Butter? Endives? Whole cloves?
Wait- you actually mooned your kids? That’s hilarious.
I think I did it a couple times years ago, when I was young and dumb and usually drunk. I’d love to do it more, but I only ever get the impulse to do it to other drivers who I think deserve it, but it’s hard to moon someone from the driver’s seat.
ETA: What was the secret ingredient?
No, silly, cayenne.
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I think I have mooned/flashed my husband before. I don’t remember ever doing this in public.
Peaches.
And that, my liege, is why he is called “Dung Beetle”.
That’s awesome! And yes, I’ve mooned someone before. Once even in public as part of a ‘group moon.’
Someone’s asking for a spanking.
She. 
Thank heavens for **NinetyWt **and faithfool. I was beginning to wonder if I was the only one around here who yanked their pants down in front of people, and I just know that’s not true!
I certainly deserve it.
Used to all the time in the younger years up to the end of high school. Haven’t done it since that one time when we were mooning cars passing by and one turned out to be the cops who stopped shortly down the road, started backing up and turned on a spotlight. Luckily we were in a neighborhood one of the kids grew up in and we ran down the back alleys and jumped a couple of fences through peoples back yards to get away.
Friend and I were driving to a lake with two other friends in another car in front of us. I changed lanes, drove up to them, got there attention and my friend mooned them. This was a month ago.
Of course! From cars, hotel balconies, inside, outside, and even upside-down.
Doesn’t every high schooler’s car have assprints on it?
Years ago at the World Freefall Convention in Quincy IL we did a mass mooning of the Amerijet 727 jump plane as they did a low altitude flyover on their way home.
Of course. Mooned and been mooned.
The best time I was mooned was coming back from Florida. I was behind a Greyhound bus. A window van passed me, honking the horn. Lo and behold, my friend and I were mooned by a van full of girls–who also mooned the bus.
Damn camera was sitting right next to me and I didn’t even think to grab it.
Never have. I have a good sized mole/birthmark on my hinder so I’m a bit shy about showing it.
When I was stationed in Japan, it was considered to be the best of fun to drink a few beers and then go moon a bus full of people.
In case anyone is considering streaking…I’ve heard that its better to wear shoes than go barefoot. One of my friends told me that 
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