Tanning isn’t for the weak
I should have known better.
In a world filled with animals, some predator and some prey, I should
never have signed up for the cobra. That’s
right a species of venomous snakes known for killing nice Minnesotan travelers
in the Middle East.
I should have picked out a tanning bed called the butterfly
sissy. But no, I just had to have the
Cobra!
In just a week and a half I’ll be in Cancun Mexico. Being a
true Minnesotan I’m rocking the MN tan. Tan arms, chest, tan knees and calves,
everything else is pristine white. This
is a kind of tan that blinds unsuspecting travelers on the beach and terrifies
small children.
Out of respect for the Children I decided to tan.
Now out of disdain for the Children and snakes I’m nursing a
bright red color that can only be explained as pure heat and future cancer.
Dreams Resort in Cancun... jealous yet?? ;)
Update: people should never where lace undies to a tanning booth... trust me... the burn design left behind is not cute. lol
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