Me and some of my friends (who will remain nameless-I don't really want to die) went to St. George as a little "Senior Trip" of sorts. One day, we went swimming at Sand Hollow Lake. While there, we decided to make a night trip back to the lake to do a little "skinny dipping", as some people might call it. The plan was for all 4 of us to partake in this adventure. So at about 9:00 we headed back (the park closes at 10, as the lady at the fee box so rudely informed us), and tell a little white lie to get in, since we're not allowed to be swimming after dark. When we get there, one of the girls decided not join us in the event (you know who you are-and I still love you). So she stayed in the car, lights pointed toward the lake, waiting for us to make our move. The other three of us, instead of undressing by the lake, take off our clothes at the car and run to the lake-stark naked, with our poor little friend watching us go the whole way. Instead of actually swimming, we kinda just ran into the water, got a little wet, and headed back.
And that was that. Bah hah hah hah...best night of my life. Only true friends will run naked to a lake with you (or watch you run naked to said lake). Love you girls!
Bah hah...this mule is my favorite.
The wholphin and the supposedly impossible wholphin baby...