Fine Potato Brown

 

I spent this long weekend on a beach, bathing in bright sunshine for two days. When I came home, my neighbour noticed some changes on me. She probably had guessed where I had been, because without asking me, she shouted at me on her front lawn, “Nice tan!”

 

 

I thought it was fashionable to add some skin texture information to my color. So, without further thinking, I raised my forearm and proudly shouted back, “It is fine potato brown!” Then I laughed.

 

 

 

“What? What happened to your teeth?” She asked....