...and We're Back
NASSAU, BAHAMAS - Hundreds were tragically blinded when the author of this blog went swimming in the Atlantic last week. Removing a t-shirt, he revealed a bleached skin that reflected the sun's light with the intensity of a supernova. Later, dressed like a 65 year-old retiree, he was seen waddling around the island gorging on conch fritters and self-serve draft Coors, demolishing three books, and avoiding interaction with tourists from Ohio.
2 comments:
David, good post. I believe every person should have at least a mild tanning to avoid that type of incident, unless you look like chewie from Star Wars when that shirt comes off, I fit in that catergory.
Thank you Sgt. Dub. The CFO requires that I smother myself with a tar-like SPF to maintain my pasty look.
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