...I can't say I've ever considered it.
R: Simple, don't wear underwear.
Or perhaps seal your pants somehow.
R: Gettin' pants that tuck into boot and shirts that tuck into your pants will help. But if you stay out in the sand long enough it gets
fucking everywhere. There's no getting around it. So if you don't want sand in your shorts, don't sit in the sand.
Don't wear underwear. Problem solved.
R: Good to know I'm not the only one that came up with the idea.
also, how old are you if you're out 'playing' in the sand?
No underwear? Well I guess I could go out in the buff..--
And I guess tucking my pants in might work better, but I don't own any boots...
You are never too old to enjoy playing music.
Ah. You meant playing music.
I would be careful about playing music in this town. There are quite a few cretins who enjoy throwing rocks at performers.
R: Only if they really suck and don't know how to take a hint. Then they deserve rocks.
R: Hey, they kid has a question, nothing wrong with asking.
R: So you'd rather he kept on gettin' sand in places where sand shouldn't go? Sounds pretty damned heartless if you ask me.
R: Well, next time I need someone to ask about getting unpleasant stuff on my balls I'll be sure to come to you.
R: You said to keep it private. I was just followin' your suggestion.
I could fix that if you'd like.
R: What, you don't want to make friends?
R: Well now my feelings have been hurt.
R: I always like making new friends, it's a good idea in this town, don't you think?
R: Well then we should be friends, don't you think?
R: Russell Kline. And you?