Big and Small

Who remembers that song that everyone used to sing in kids church, Deep and Wide.? Deep and wide, deep and wide.... Well this story is about Big and Small. There was a motorcycle in front of me on my way home today. The lady on the back was, let us say, not small. Her g-string on the other hand was. It was like she was wearing a black shoelace between her cheeks. I was being mooned for 2 miles. I was laughing on the outside but crying on the inside. It was so sick. Why? Why would anyone do that?