Then we took off our clothes, revealing the tank tops and “briefs” we were wearing underneath. (Our “briefs” were shorts).
It was skit night at girls camp, and we had come up with a really AWESOME skit. One we were sure would win us the “Best Skit Ever in the History of Mankind” award. (I just made that up. There is no such award. To my knowledge).
We had a surprise during this skit. Something that had never been done before. Something so revolutionary and shocking that it was almost unspeakable.
My fellow newscaster and I sat down on the wooden stage and began to relay the news for the evening. The other girls in our unit acted out each story on the stage behind us. Each story was ridiculous and totally improbable. I don’t remember any of the news stories that night.
It was the story of Dolly Parton getting breast reduction surgery. (Where was our adult camp leader when we proposed this idea?) We had a girl lying on a table, covered with a sheet while two surgeons worked on her. What nobody knew (except us) was that there was a plate of raw chicken skin behind the sheet.