Then you grab your left leg with one hand, and begin hopping up and down on your right foot.

    It's pretty fun.

    As you're hopping around, just doing your own thang, litle Milton Papamagaritus walks over nearby.

    He stands there watching you for a bit, giggling, then gets butt-nekked.

    He tries imitating you.

    His balance isn't nearly as good as yours, though, and he falls flat on his ass a number of times.

    But he sticks with it, and soon the two of you are hopping there together on one foot.

    About ten minutes later Noam shows up.  He sees the two of you, and immediately strips off his clothes and joins in on the fun.

    Not three minutes pass before Merv pulls up in your van with Buddy from Christy's in tow.

    They walk over and examine the situation.

    Buddy is skeptical and sits on the front lawn feigning boredom, but Merv is game.  He strips and tries hopping on one foot, but immediately loses his balance and crashes down.

    When he gets up, he and Buddy are laughing pretty hard.

    Merv switches to hopping on his good foot and soon gets the swing of it.

    Buddy finally decides to try it out, too.  But he keeps his pants on.

    About twenty minues go by, and everybody's having a good ol' time just being butt-nekked and jumpin' around.

    And then Poppy appears at the front door with a hoe in his hand.

    You fear the worst.

    You stop hopping for a moment, and people follow your lead.

    Then Poppy exclaims happily: "I just beat the fuck out of a woodchuck!"

    He tosses the hoe aside, jumps out of his shorts, and joins the rest of you, starting the mass hopping up again, and bouncing himself all around the yard, whooping.

    "Whoop!  Whoop!  Whoop!  Whoop!" he says with each hop.

    Everyone joins him in the whooping, and there is much joy and merriment.

    Finally, as the sun is starting to set, you all get so tired you just can't hop anymore.

    You set yourselves down on the front lawn to rest.

    Pam comes home from work and sees you, Merv, Buddy, Poppy, and Milton lying on the front lawn, exhausted, butt-nekked, and smiling.

    "Oh, my goodness," she says, and steps between you all to get in the front door.

    "Women," says Poppy.

    You all chuckle and get back up.

    You go eat dinner with Buddy and Merv at the Sharon House of Pizza, then head back to the basement to sleep.

    As you crawl into your favorite spot and curl up, you think to yourself: sometimes life is just a real good time.