I was about to suggest running about nekkid a lot more... but Beavis beat me to it.

One of my neighbors would only like that more:

Poor lil' ol me, out on the back 40, on a hot, sunny, sweaty day cutting up a tree with a chainsaw... in my particularly low cut tank top and jeans.

Didn't take him long to show up, you know, to see what was going on. And gosh, it sure would be easier for you to move that if I let you borrow my tractor.

(Is that what we're calling it these days?)

Aw shucks, really?

Course, the fact that he stands about 5' even and his eyes are level with "the girls" (courtesy of MHLady) doesn't hurt.

Reminds me of one of my favorites from Richard Bratigan:

The Widow's Lament

It is not quite cold enough
To borrow some firewood
From the neighbors.

It may be a woodie, but it ain't the fireplace that's burning when she does decide to borrow it.