Woman’s explicit Christmas display draws outrage from neighbors
A Kansas woman angered several of her neighbors after revealing a large, sexually explicit holiday display on her rooftop.
Shelby Gash, 24, shared photos of her decorated home on Facebook earlier this month, showing what would go on to become a source of local outrage. The house's roof was patterned with a long string of lights in the shape of a male reproductive organ.
"Sorry neighbors... I felt the need to make a giant d*** on the roof," Gash wrote on Facebook. "'Tis the season!"
The Facebook post received hundreds of shares, but some nearby residents didn't learn of the design until earlier this week, when local station WDAF-TV reported on the display.
"Well it's certainly a statement," one neighbor, Marcelo Vergara told WDAF-TV. "I don’t know to what, but [it's] probably not appropriate for the neighborhood."
"Yeah, and I don't think it's appropriate for little kids," Marcelo's wife, Christi Vergara added.
Gash, however, has stood by her holiday decor. The 24-year-old told WDAF-TV that many people "think it's hilarious," adding that the decorations have changed the "vibe" in a neighborhood she described as being "uptight."
"People are stopping in the middle of the night taking photos and laughing," Gash said. "People think it's so much fun. I think there's a lot more laughter than it's bringing out anything uncomfortable."
But the fun ultimately came to an end for Gash, who said she took down the display after four days due to concerns about small children in the neighborhood. Still, she told WDAF-TV that she wished the response had played out differently.
"I wish people would come up to me if they're really bothered by it," Gash said.
Originally Posted by Rain Man:
Only about half of kids do.
But yeah, I agree. It's funny that some Americans are so uptight about body parts. I look forward to the day when I can go to the park and see young women frolicking naked and carefree.
Americans are such prudes. In Europe, climbing on your roof with your cock out and screaming "Who wants to give baby Jesus a birthday present?" is a tradition reaching back hundreds of years. While here in the states, the liberal's war on Christmas won't even allow us to mention Jesus. [Reply]
Originally Posted by Rain Man:
Understood. But I believe that the benefits will outweigh the drawbacks in the long run.
Perhaps.
But right now the heart still flutters if you see a girl take a hoodie off and it snags just a little too much t-shirt on the way up. "Oh hey! Accidental titty!"
That's gone if you see dozens of them any summer evening. If women just went to the pool with their shirts off, it would take maybe 6 months before boobs were as exciting as elbows.
But right now the heart still flutters if you see a girl take a hoodie off and it snags just a little too much t-shirt on the way up. "Oh hey! Accidental titty!"
That's gone if you see dozens of them any summer evening. If women just went to the pool with their shirts off, it would take maybe 6 months before boobs were as exciting as elbows.
But right now the heart still flutters if you see a girl take a hoodie off and it snags just a little too much t-shirt on the way up. "Oh hey! Accidental titty!"
That's gone if you see dozens of them any summer evening. If women just went to the pool with their shirts off, it would take maybe 6 months before boobs were as exciting as elbows.
I'm cool w/ the mystery....
Well, this is a good point. It makes it more special.
On that note, I'll share a story that happened to me last weekend that's kind of unusual.
I run my races every month, and my December race started in a really big city park, one of those that has a zoo and tennis courts and open areas and stuff. So it was huge. There wasn't a big parking lot, so everyone parked on the streets that ran through the park. My car was a quarter-mile or so from the finish line.
I finished the race, watched a few other people come in, and then trekked off to my car. These streets are one-way streets with no sidewalks, so you have to walk next to the cars. I was on the left side, so I was walking by the passenger doors of various cars.
I approached some nice crossover vehicle where the driver was rearranging stuff with the back door up. It was full of stuff so I was gawking at it as I walked by - yoga mats, gym clothes, all that stuff.
I got to the passenger door and movement inside surprised me. It wasn't just the woman in the back, but there was also a woman in the passenger seat. She was pulling her shirt and her sports bra over her head, and she was completely and fabulously topless while she did it, and I was a foot away right outside her door. I don't know if she intended to completely strip it all off, but she did. She may have also just assumed that no one would walk by at that precise moment since it was a fair distance from the finish line.
And fabulous breasts they were. I could share details because I got a great view of them, but let's just say that they were very nice breasts in every way. She was wrestling with the top and bra, and got them off her head right as I walked by, and was probably surprised to see me. Not knowing what else to do, I gave her a friendly wave and kept walking.
I've had the same thing happen once before, but it wasn't a great view, just enough to know that the woman was topless. But in this case it was a perfect crystal clear view, and I found it greatly enjoyable. I was curious what she said when her friend got back into the car. [Reply]
Originally Posted by DJ's left nut:
I'm more and more convinced that you're some sort of shadowy James Bond figure.
It isn't the transpacific voyages on cargo ships. It's the peepshows and barber shop blowjobs.
Some people are just have better stories to tell...
I think Chitown was the barber shop blowjob guy. (Just a clarification in case my wife spies on me.)
It was a two-hour drive home and I was debating whether to tell the story to my wife or not. But she thought it was funny.
The other funny thing about it is that I never saw the woman's face. I was staring at her nipples and her face was all ensnarled in sports bra, and I didn't have the presence of mind to look up once it came off. I made the snap decision to not look away from her nipples, which was a defensible decision. But if I had seen her face, I could have easily identified her from the finish line photos, which would have made me really, really creepy.
I guess I could also look through the finish line photos and narrow it down by identifying the women with really nice breasts that were uncharacteristically large for long distance runners. But some narrowminded people might think that's creepy as well. [Reply]
