Hott Vaxxx Summmmer

We were stuck inside for over a year and now I’m vaccinated and finally ready for a hot summer. The hottest summer ever. Not just any old hot summer like the summers of yore but a hott vaxxx summmmer. I’m going to go out and just get hot like all the other hot vaxxed people out there. All those hot bodies just being hot and sweaty and touching each other and not caring who they touch or who they breathe on. I’m heading for the hottest beach this summer—the hotttest beach in the whole vaccinated world. It’s going to be red hot. No, hotter than that—white hot. Or red hot and white hot together. And everybody’s going to be hot as hell and nobody’s going to be wearing much clothing because nobody has to care about infection anymore. We’re all going to flash our microchipped vaccine 5G cards at each other like they were colored hankies in the ‘70s and do a sexy, sexxxy dance together on the beach. We’re all just going to breathe free in the sexy open air. Good thing we don’t need our masks anymore because we’re all going to be breathing so hard and sexily. In fact, we’re going to burn those masks in a big hott bonfire. And we’re going to throw our hand sanitizer in the ocean and just wash our hands with only soap from now on, And we’re going to bury our sourdough starters in the sand and order bread from a poorly ventilated restaurant with no masks and eat it right there at a table of 12. And then we’ll do another extra sexxxxy lambada on the beach. Bring on the hot summer.