The writing prompt I chose for my first Weekly Writing Prompt is about a memorable neighbor. I never did know his name. He was just the guy with the thong.
When I lived in Florida, I had a neighbor who was probably pushing 60. He had a beer gut, but he wasn't the least bit self conscious about it. In fact, I'd venture to say he wasn't self conscious about anything, since whenever I saw him, he was always wearing a thong - and nothing but a thong. LOL!
Bright colored ones, paisley print, leopard print - didn't matter. He seemed to have a thong for every day of the week.
Thong man...yeah, that's what his name was. Haha!