Not Sailing
Yesterday was “Boater Skip Day” in our neck of the woods, as a rally of open-boat partygoers anchored and rafted at a sandbar in the St. Johns River of North Florida. For the purposes of this story, just substitute the name for this kind of event wherever you call home in this great “Urination” of ours.
I kid my fellow Americans. But Loose Cannon does have its own name for it: Frolic-in-other-people’s-piss day. Judging by Facebook comments on previous occasions, we’re not alone in this assessment. Read on.
