Bambi and I have been watching a show called "Dating Naked".
Appropriate blurs on the screen of course.
In one of the episodes the naked dating couple were given the activity
of building and flying a kite. Well finally, something of interest.
They made a diamond kite with tail and cavorted along the beach attempting
to fly the kite. I kept screaming at the TV screen, "You need more
bow to the cross-spar." If I had been with a naked girl on a tropical
island, that kite would have been flying and we wouldn't have had to waste
time hugging each other's naked bodies in the surf.
Good grief Charlie Brown.