Life Dream # 128, check

I really don’t know how I feel about this one. I mean, there is something hugely drawing about having the ability to write my name in pee in the snow, and I definitely know the pain of having to go, but not being able to risk contracting herpes or cancer or a cold or something off of the disgusting toilet seats in public restrooms. But as I watch this video, there is some wee little voice in the back of my head that begins whispering to me that I should stop shaving my legs and armpits and devote my life to recreating Woodstock or something…