As the summer comes to a terrible and mean spirited end, at least behind the ice wall of Canada….I am forced to turn to the internet to get my fix of women with tanlines, which I guess you could argue I do during the summer as well because I don’t believe in socializing and even if I did, it would probably not be with women who have tanlines from being outdoors and active, or on vacation, but rather from the chemicals they spray on themselves in the stripclub as part of their artistic vision for themsleves…

Meaning, the tanlines I would have would be expensive and annoying and not there for the authentic appreciation of my authentic appreciation of people who aren’t scared of the sun.

One of the silliest things I’ve seen happen in my life has been this fear of the sun…like a group of demonic vampires out there really want you to avoid the sun, because it probably gives you super powers….and all these idiots are buying into it.

LATHER chemicals on yourself to prevent the sun from hurting you and LATER chemicals on yourself to get the look that the sun has kissed your skin by staining it like a deck….sounds pretty genius to me.

Here are those tanlines since it’s a fetish…my fetish.

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