Virginia Beach is like a cookie sheet for toasting Caucasians
It turns out I don't actually like the beach.Virginia Beach is full of very tanned white people somehow recreating at temperatures above 100, clad only in beachwear and actual exposed Caucasian skin.
I started baking to a crisp in the back of my brother's convertible. On the actual beach, my internal organs started to rebel against being cooked inside my torso, and just before I was about to vomit them up, I convinced my brother and Jen 2.0 to abscond to a seafood restaurant.
What I actually like, apparently, is not the beach, but something more specifically related to going to Coney Island on the train, walking around, eating a hotdog, seeing some twins tap dance, watching a woman with full facial tattoos eat fire, and remarking on how cute it is when entire families of Muslims go into the water in burquas.
posted by JenIsFamous at 6/28/2007 03:48:00 PM
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It was not over 100 degrees. It was only about 90. Evidently, living in New York for so long has caused you to become almost allergic to actual sunlight.
Can a person's ability to produce melanin atrophy from lack of use?
Much like some people's pets, you are apparently an "indoor Jen" and people should be careful not to let you out when they open the front door.
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