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That Sun Thing...
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.
Question: why do the British go insane at the slightest hint of sun? Why did my friends, family and I feel it was such a good idea to sit outside in that baking hot sun wearing that lethal tanning oil?
WHY when my skin is pale and sensitive and all English rose-y? Am lobster, yo.
My life iz ruined oh noes, etc.
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Never wear tanning oil again, Becky, or you will need your nose cut off in ten years' time. I'm not kidding.
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Well, for the first day. [/British idiocy]