I feel naked when im without my hair, like some days when im bald, i totally feel naked.
I met this guy (Herman) and he was talking to me about being naked and he said that he felt naked without his binoculars (he has them with him all the time, bless him)
anyway, we continued talking and eventually came across the topic of nudist camps (after discussing religion, trevor mcdonald and hedges) and we wondered if they actaully
felt naked, or not.
Herman said he had a friend who was a nudist, so he took me to meet her, and she was like 'oh, hi sweetie!' and i was like 'lady, you've got no clothes on' then she invited us into her house for "tea and biscuits" and we discussed many many things, of which none were of any interest to me OR Herman.
And so, eventually Herman and I thought that we had best try to escape from Bertha with our lives still intact. Of course it would be a hard, nigh impossible task. but we WOULD carry it out.
Herman, seeing the opurtunity, grabbed Bertha's plate and smashed it on the wall to create a distraction and i was able to escape.
but Herman...he...Herman, he didnt make it.
THE END
