Short-Arse Blues

The reading of the week-end papers has left me in my customary Monday morning depression.
No not the news, hell, some of it causes many chuckles.
I refer to all those glamorous shots of models with legs up to here, somewhere under the armpits.

I don’t envy these lovelies their skeletal figures, nope, its just them legs.

For all us short-arses, that’s what causes the grief.

I remember trying on long boots, the sort that are meant to rest somewhere just above the knee-cap.
Well, they went way past that point, I won’t tell you where they ended up. I’m sure you get the picture.

Short-Arse Blues. Yep.