Am I really going to do this? I had to. There was no backing down, besides I had already paid my entry fee which of course was non-refundable. While pondering what I could do for the next two hours should I decide to chicken out I saw him. My first glimpse of nudist colony life. The senior gentlemen parking attendant waving us up to the start line, completely nude except for his bright orange vest. My driver waved and mouthed thank you to our guide. I said “Oh my God” and put my head between my legs and that was my last conscious thought of being in a nudist camp. For the rest of the morning I forgot that I was surrounded by naked people — Shenelle Kraack/St. Maries Gazette-Record.
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DFO: As Butch Otter once said, not only no but hell no.
Question: Would you participate in a bare buns fun run?