baby, what's in that satchel?

todaytonight* was doing this story on a guy in victoria (or maybe new south wales) who's a millionaire because of his clever concept for a vegetarian restaurant, but chooses to live in a tent and owns only what he can carry on his old postman's bicycle.

at some point during this interview (probably at the end, i wasn't paying that much attention) he plunges into the river and yells "and this is how i take my daily shower!!", which elicited several responses from our dinner table**:

me: he's taking a shower!! in the river !! he must be stinky !!
lynne: eeeeeew !!
(as you can see, we are very articulate)
mum: isn't he going to be all sticky when he comes out? salt water makes you sticky right?
dad: wah. the skin on his balls will tear off.

ya.

so apparently, if you are immersed in sea water constantly, but you don't take showers with clean water and ablute thoroughly, the skin on your balls will tear off for some reason. but this is only applicable if you're in NS for example, and you have to do a week-long exercise pretending that you're invading a hypothetical neighbouring country *koff* and you're not allowed to shower for a week. in which case, when you do eventually take a shower, terrible things will happen to you when you um .. disrobe.

i'm hoping for this guy's sake though, that on a normal day he plunges into the river naked so that his testicles remain unscathed. having the skin on your balls torn off doesn't sound like a happy experience.

* for the non-australianed, this is a cheesy current affairs programme they show at dinner time. the kind that does people-next-door type human interest stories.

** yes yes, the tv is on during dinner time. we're a very sociable family that way ... but 90% of the time we're louder than the tv.