by Anonymous
What was seen cannot be unsawn. It was midday sunday and a herd of naked people on bikes went streaking up Hawthorne. It was supposed to be a day of rest. Instead I'm feeling unease and mildly nauseous. Thanks for giving me a foul taste in my mouth the black coffee couldn't even cover up. I doubt it was sanctioned or permitted. Bunch of nudists in broad daylight getting melanoma in their nether regions. [shudders]. Yes, I'm a grumpy old fashioned, conservatively mannered fart. You wouldn't want to see this grotesque form prancing around naked, trust me. I spare you that torment. Why can't you all do the same?