That One Time I Became a Nudist for Life…for a day
It was a bright and beautiful day and I was jogging down the beach in nothing but shorts and shoes like a 72-year-old sausage-skinned retiree.
Gotta keep this young blood on the pump, after all.
Waves crash, children laugh, all is right with the world. All the atrocities and horrors of the Earth may as well be occurring on another planet as the tide…