Yesterday morning I had a brief chat with myself on the beach, spurred by this statue that I saw:
As is usually the case when I'm not in a hurry and come across a piece of art, I began to walk around it, snapping pictures, while I tried to decide what the best angle and lighting would be.
Oh, that's interesting. Let me get a little closer.
He doesn't have any shorts on. Is he naked?
No, he's not naked. You've seen like 500 surfers in the past three days. They wear wetsuits. He's wearing a wetsuit.
Oh, yeah, that makes sense.
That's a nipple. Why does his wetsuit have nipples?
Are you sure? Oh, wait, yeah, that's totally a nipple.
Maybe it's like in that Batman movie? The one where the Batsuit had nipples?
Jesus, that movie was awful.
Yeah. Hey, wait...
I can see his junk.
Yeah, that's not a wetsuit. He's naked.
Better get a photo.