[RKDinOKC]

When I was 4 an uncle tried to tease me by accusing me of being a not politically correct term for black, pointing out my very dark summer tan, but nobody has ever mistaken me for a girl. My response to my Uncle was to moon him. Uncle said, "Don't you moon me you little $hit," and my Dad cracked up laughing telling my uncle he asked for it. That was when I learned what mooning someone meant. For the rest of the summer, if a car went by while the girl next door and I were playing anywhere near the street that car got mooned.