The importance of being clothed....
Did anyone else see the naked guy running alongside the cyclists in the Tour de France yesterday?
It reminded me of my recent vacation.
You see, I was tubing behind this ski boat in Eastern NC’s Pamlico River. As my flapping body skittered across the water at 20-something miles an hour, I was holding onto the float with a deathgrip.
My swim trunks weren’t quite as secure.
Y’know Hawkeye’s Hawaiian shirt on M*A*S*H? I’ve got the ultra-colorful, flowered shorts Hawk would envy.
And I used them to flag down the boat as it came back to pick me up, waving my pants over my head and the rest of my birthday-suited self.
I have since put my clothes back on.
It reminded me of my recent vacation.
You see, I was tubing behind this ski boat in Eastern NC’s Pamlico River. As my flapping body skittered across the water at 20-something miles an hour, I was holding onto the float with a deathgrip.
My swim trunks weren’t quite as secure.
Y’know Hawkeye’s Hawaiian shirt on M*A*S*H? I’ve got the ultra-colorful, flowered shorts Hawk would envy.
And I used them to flag down the boat as it came back to pick me up, waving my pants over my head and the rest of my birthday-suited self.
I have since put my clothes back on.
posted by John Derrick | 10:54 PM
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