Ken the handyman came around to finally finish the job he started three months ago. It was a quick and nasty patch up job just like all the other little jobs the real estate have had him do in this house.  While I watched him paint over mould in our toilet be bent down… my eyes!!!  Kens hairy fat arse crack was staring at me.  I’m not talking a little bit of crack here I’m talking half his arse was hanging out! I really wish I hadn’t seen that, it made talking to him afterwards very difficult indeed.  As he was talking to me my minds eye was picturing that unflattering image… Ken’s crack.