Ahhh, UV.
There is something about laying on the beach feeling your body being penetrated by UV rays, its almost erotic in a sense. Well, maybe not.
Summer time in Australia is upon us and this usually means that party season is well under way, the beach is going to be a sardine can and I'll be the admiration of most with my Red Bull beach umbrella.
Now i personally believe that the French do actually get a few things right, such as the 6 week public holiday over the summer for all private firm employees. 6 weeks! Imagine the feeling of every year packing up your desk and moving to the coast for some some binge drinking, joint-smoking, festival attending, party fun.
Why don't we have this in Australia? Because this country is run by boffins for boffins.
Anyway back to the point.
UV. Yes the reason why the South Americans are the most beautiful people on earth.
UV. Yes the reason why i will become a darker than the great man Barack Obama. (Expect me to run in 2016 for the Democrats)
UV. The reason why half of my friends will be covered in a red tinge for half of the summer.
Its almost impossible to hate UV, the warmth of its rays, the parties it enshews. Its the reason why most girls get thier kit off and run around in hot pants and rollerblade down the beach strip in bikinis.
I just love UV. So much that im going outside to bask in all its glory... Now where did i put the sunscreen?
Adios
1 comments:
We should go to Venice Beach...
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