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If people were meant to run around naked, they wouldn't have been born wearing clothes.


It’s not often that you are sitting quietly on the couch watching the news, then find yourself confronted by a streaker wearing nothing but Doc Martins and a smile.

Well, not every night, anyway.

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Anonymous said…
*lol* You made my day. Such a funny picture. I have similar ones of my children, naked, wearing nothing but sunglasses and a smile.
Priyanka Khot said…
this is so so cute...

I just hope that Henry doesn't rebel against you as a teenager after finding out that u posted a butt-naked pic of him on the global platform.
Anonymous said…
So there's another one for Henry's wedding reception slideshow.
KL said…
That is a very funny picture and very cute one indeed. Make sure to give this picture to his partner one day on a very special occasion. :-)
Sue said…
LEGEND!!!!!
freefalling said…
Why is it we love streakers so much?
One year we went to the Boxing Day test - the highlight of the day was the streaker.
I think Henry will have to choose more appropriate footwear in future if he has any chance of outrunning the streaker tacklers.
freefalling said…
oh yeah - did your newsreaders have their jackets off, too?
LOL! What a riot, how cute!!!!

My kids always preferred being nude--me too, when I was a kid!
Kris McCracken said…
April, he certainly seems liberated.
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, I think that is very tastefully done. Henry doesn't mind posing nude, as long as his artistic integrity isn't undermined.
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, if he has any sense and he will forgo the formal wedding and elope like his parents!

Weddings are nightmares.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, it will be bought out prior to all first dates.
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, and very discrete.
Kris McCracken said…
FF, I don't mind streakers if they are sober. If they are drunk, they annoy me.

And I still recall Helen D'Amico very fondly.

I regret to say that the news programs I watch feature ladies who never wear jackets.
Kris McCracken said…
Mary, I don't mind a bit of nude time even now. I do stop short of sharing it with the world, however.

Nudist colonies can live without me, I think.
Babzy.B said…
make me think of a child story by Charles perrault "little thumb " when he steals the giant boots ;)
Nice shot !
crittoria said…
Soooo cute!!!! These are the moments that we remember and smile...
USelaine said…
He already has a trucker's tan.
Kris McCracken said…
Bazby, this child also likes to store food in my shoes.
Kris McCracken said…
Crittoria, well, we all will, he'll grimace.
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, he loves flexing the muscles in a singlet.
Maria Verivaki said…
i never thought to post my shots of my sute naked kids - shouldnt we ask for their approval first?!? in any case, they really are cute at this phase!
Kris McCracken said…
Kiwi, I asked Henry, and he sad it was fine, provided that they had "artistic merit".

If necessary, I will paste a tasteful nude of myself as a gesture of goodwill to him.
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I thought you might want to know the source of the quote, "If people were meant to run around naked, they wouldn't have been born wearing clothes." Wikiquotes says it's by Reverend Loveshade and is in Ek-sen-trik-kuh Discordia: The Tales of Shamlicht which is scheduled to be published this year. The book got a favorable review from Alan Moore (V for Vendetta, Watchmen, The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) so it's worth checking out.

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