Summer means many things to many people, but to me, it means TANLINES….I mean it also means that one stripper who left a period stain on my sweatpants all those years ago, but that wasn’t really her real name.

I may not be a beach bum or pirate of the Caribbean sitting at a beach bar offending the patrons with my drunkeness, but I fucking should be….and I may not leave the house because I am lazy and don’t have to….but I do hate winter and I do love summer…and since summer means tanlines to me….I love the tanlines….

More importantly, since tanlines don’t need the sun, in this fucked up Sci/Fi world we live in, we don’t need summer to get them….

Even more importantly, since no one needs to leave the house, the tanlines are just presented to us on the screen, you don’t even have to venture out looking for some bitch in a bikini that is skimpier than her usual bikini, or better, sunbathing with her tits out.

This internet things definitely got some value….at least in the quest for tanlines..or as I call it the endless summer that doesn’t need summer.

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