That Sun Thing...
May. 15th, 2005 08:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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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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Date: 2005-05-15 10:55 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2005-05-15 10:59 pm (UTC)Well, for the first day. [/British idiocy]