I lather up my sunscreen in a very methodical way, a very tedious task indeed. Nevertheless, it must be done.
What did I miss? you may ask.
My elbows, my bellybutton, the insides of my ears (yes, the insides), and my Popliteal Fossas (the backs behind the knees).
It burns. The sun will find way to the most obscure crevices that you never knew existed. Beware.
Take it or leave it, but at least wear it - sunscreen that is.
Friends, Floridians, and Beach-bums, lend me your sunscreen.
I come to lather in sunscreen, not to burn;
The hazardous rays of the sun penetrates our skin,
Our UVA protection is oft interred with our UVB,
So let it be with the tan people... The noble fair-skinned people
Hath told you tan people were ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath tan people absorbed it (sun)...
Here, under leave of the ozone layer and the rest,
(For fair-skinned people are honorable in their sunscreen applications;
So are they all; all honorable pale people)
Come I to seek refuge from the Sun's rays...
The Sun is the source of my photosynthesis, faithful and just to me and my tanning:
But the fair-skinned people say the Sun was ambitious;
And the fair-skinned people are honorable men...
....
My heart is in the tan glow there with the very tan people,
And I must pause till my natural skin color come back to me.
- on Shakespeare's Marc Antony
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4Mkdtir7Ds
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