Cookie’s pants cheered this goal. Does this imply that Cookie’s pants would like to go to a nude beach? If so, how would the pants get naked?
Someone please ‘splain!
they’d invite you inside of them?
The french riviera is where it’s all happenin’
Tho’ it’s mostly topless, but people do meander lettin’ it all hang out in some places. It’s funny, people only looked askance at others who WEREN’T bare to some degree….one of the people I was with burned her breasts! (OUCH) I, on the other hand, with my lily white Irish skin, used SPF #4,332, of course. There I lay, on the beach, gleaming like Alabaster amongst the perpetually tan!!! No matter. It was still liberating. And I didn’t burn me boobies.
Fortunately, i got the e-mail notification. It would’ve been a shame for such a brilliant & entertaining comment to have been forever lost in cyber-purgatory!
...finding a beach, I have a clothing-optional horse trough we could fill with fresh water.
:)
Gotta say there, Hawk, that is not a very tempting offer. And i’m not really focusing on this goal at present, with 4 inches of snow on the ground!
And you’d think with snow on the ground, this goal would be pretty high on your list of priorities. ::shrug::