My skin is peeling off. That’s what happens when you burn yourself in the sun.
Sunburns are a very painful ordeal, but holy shit is it fun to peel layers of skin off your chest. I’m a biscuit! I’m a big fucking biscuit!
I’m wearing sunglasses, about to go to work, and I’m peeling my skin off. I’m cool; also, I’m very hungry for some breakfast.
If I had a girlfriend, I would ask her to peel my skin off while I was wearing my sunglasses. Not only would I look cool, but I would feel like a big sexy biscuit flaking off into tender flaky layers.
I’m going to leave a patch of shoulder sunscreen-free the next time I’m out in the sun. Maybe I could spin that scenario into sex:
“Man, sunburns are bad, but I only brought enough sun-gravy to cover part of my body. Don’t I look cool in these sunglasses? Do you think we could bump nasties?” That’s what I would say, and then I would explain the process of my sunburn, and how I peel off like thin layers on a golden fluffy biscuit and how sexy that is.
I wonder what I taste like?