How is it possible that millions of devout Muslim can prostrate themselves numerous times daily across the globe and pray to Allah while facing Mecca and even the keenest observers have never seen a single Islamic butt crack!? If I were to count the number of enticing and yet many more repulsive experiences I have had with the unexpected appearance of the "bend down and crack a smile", it may very well outnumber the Muslim population of the world (The most popular world religion, please note).
Just the other day we called our miracle worker Al the plumber who has parted more plumbing nightmarish seas at our house than I care to remember or pay for, again. There Al was doing what Al does and I thank God or Allah or Krishna for that matter BUT the amount of visible crackage in the same state, country or hemisphere as my impressionable daughters was enough to stone him under Shariah law!
But it's not just the Al's of this world...We're on the beach...OK so we all are prepared for the conventional cleavage and thong-age of life in the 21st Century... Life's a Beach, right?!... BUT, and I mean BUTT, My pre teenaged son and I are walking along the shore philosophizing about human frailty and his friends' reverent attachment to pot(not unlike mine at about the same age a century ago)and right there before our peripatetic eyes a sweet young lass bends down to retrieve , God, Allah or Krishna knows what and the divine providence that must be a part of every world's religion provides father and son with a glimpse...no, let's be honest... a prolonged, yes, apparition of crackage and more than my father told me existed this side of heaven/the garden of earthly delights/nirvana.
How do they do it!? Those Muslims...so reverent...so faithful... so modest!?