Some of Cade’s friends and I are discussing male body hair.
Me: What about butt hair?
They stare blankly.
Me: Like on the cheeks? Or in the crack? Or just above the crack, like a happy trail?
Jim: I wouldn’t call that a happy trail.
Me: How about an unhappy trail? Or the Trail of Tears?
Jim laughs appreciatively. Alex lifts his head after deep thought.
Alex: I don’t think girls would be too interested in a trail down to Brown Town.
We grow silent. I suddenly get the urge to sing.
Me: “She’ll be comin’ round to Brown Town when she comes!”
