cameltoe!
Last Friday, on the TiVo: The Miss Universe 2002 Pageant. Beauty Pageants + Dinner Parties = Hilarity.
(The setting: The swimsuit competition. Miss Russia, who would later win the contest, is trotting around the stage in the bikini.)
Jen: Ohmygod.
Group: What?
Jen: Uhmm… Miss Russia is showing… she’s showing, uhmm…
Kieu: What’s she showing, Jen?
Jen: Look at her crotch area.(Group proceeds to gasp and laugh uncontrollably.)
Bel: What’s she showing? I don’t see it.
Jen: *shifts in her seat uncomfortably* Cameltoe.
Bel: What’s cameltoe?(Everyone proceeds to look around the room, seeing who wants to be the brave person to explain the idea of “cameltoe.”)
Ernie: Uhmm… it’s like a wedgie. Instead of the wedgie being in the back, it’s in the, uhmm… front.
Bel: I don’t get it. Here, I’ll rewind it and play it again in slow motion. Someone point it out for me.(Paris comes up to the television, and with great care, points out exactly where the, uhm, cameltoe is.)
Bel: What? I see NOTHING. Can someone PLEASE fucking tell me what a cameltoe is?
Ernie: … HER LABIA IS SHOWING.*pause*
Bel: Ohmygod. OhmygodOhmygodOhmygod.
(A couple of seconds later, the judges score comes up on the screen.)
Ernie: 9.55 out of 10. Would ya look at that.
Mark: God bless Marshall Faulk.
Aaaah. Good times.
