When I was a child I spent my summers on my Grandpa's cherry orchard with my extended family helping to harvest the crop. These are the fondest memories I have, playing with my cousins all summer: cherry fights, ghost stories, house, climbing the wind machine, teasing our step-grandmonster... It was awesome.
One summer, I noticed that my skin was tan for the first time ever!!! (I'm Irish, I never tan, I burn, peel, fade to white, and repeat). You can imagine my excitement at my pigmentation.
Then I took a shower. Turned out I was just dirty. Man, that was disappointing.
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