when i was in my 20's i dated a guy my friends nicknamed "the nudnik".
he took me on a trip to the middle of pennsylvania so that we could watch an ice sculpture competition. oy.
to say the least, it was unbearably painful. and i think that was the end of the guy.
but to this day i enjoy the ice before they make the sculpture way more than after..i mean right?
need i say more?