Tonight the Platypuses wrapped up a great dinner with some great friends here at home. When it came time to wash dishes, Mr Platypus volunteered to do them and Mrs. Platypus told him he could do them in the nude since our guest and her puggles have actually visited a nudist club with us several times in the past.
The time spent doing the dishes passed quickly and everyone chatted a bit here and there while passing through the kitchen.
For a nudist, a good friend is someone who can "bear" it when you choose to bare and thinks nothing more of it. It lets you be yourself and that means a lot.
Friends in nude are friends in...dood? Un, nevermind. Back to poetry-writing school!
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