Do you know what I hate about summer? The birds start chirping at three in the morning some days. I swear, there you are trying to get some quality alone time in the middle of the night and the damn birds won’t leave you alone. I can understand why some people would grab a shotgun and start shooting out their bedroom window (living room in my case, although by the time I make it to my bedroom the problem won’t be any better).
Oh, don’t worry. It’s not like I would actually kill a bird just because it was driving me crazy. I am somewhat of an animal activist even though I ran over the Easter Bunny just the other week. I say somewhat of an animal activist, because I still meat. I just don’t want animals to be hurt in any way, at least the non-edible ones.
The one good thing about summer, though, is the nude sunbathing. I don’t partake in it myself, because fair skin and cancer, but if you’re lucky enough to live in an area where there’s a nude beach you can stroll on over and see lots of boob and peen.
Perhaps you can even feast your eyes on someone like good ol’ Sabrina here. People who frequent nude beaches generally aren’t in the habit of getting on all fours and spreading their ass cheeks so you can see their assholes. 4
That said, you can never be too sure what you’ll see in this world. I for one thought I would never an inflatable penis so big it could serve as a floating device, but I was wrong. Oh, so very wrong. Pretty sure I’m going to dream about that thing once the birds shut up and I can finally fall asleep.
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