Thinking of taking a summer trip to
the killing fields of Cambodia Ceylon Sri Lanka and worried about bunking with a viper or two?
Nervous that while laying out, upping your tan factor, a friendly rattler or coral snake might treat you to an impromptu back massage?
We’ve all been there. It’s a gorgeous summer day. As you breathe in a deep breath of sunshine and minimum exhaust, you feel a sting on your left ankle, and looking down you see your silent assassins making their pilgrimage up your newly christened Charlotte Olympia Meredith wedges.
Worried about the Mardi Gras aftermath come tomorrow morning, as you head out for your Wednesday ashes with a hangover that resembles the Bubonic Plague? Does the thought of cleaning up the pre-chewed culinary display outside your door on an already angry stomach, strike you as worse than a day at Gitmo?
Don’t stress, as always PD’s got you covered.
Today we have a few winter running tips that the Norwegian Army might want to jot down to avoid frostbite.
Of course, the whole forcing military recruits to do nude sprints in -4F (-20C) temperatures feels a bit more like a deliberate decision than a lapse in consideration.