Hey, when I was a little girl, I had measles, chickenpox, mumps, all the normal stuff kids get. Then, as a teenager, I had zits all over my face. But whatever I contracted in Molokai by stumbling into an old folks home while sightseeing will certainly diminish my chances to enter the Miss America Beauty Contest. I heard that leprosy ended on Molokai in 1969. How did I know some of the patients continued to live in the settlement there after that and it would be my luck to stumble upon the last remaining leper nudist colony.
Seeing naked lepers was really a disgusting situation as you could imagine, and I was smart enough to stay far away from them. Unfortunately, one of their pet whistle-pigs escaped from its cage and grazed my pinky with its last remaining tooth. Now as I sit crocheting as long as I still have fingers, life is hard. TV reception is poor and I only get 13 channels. Twelve of them show continuous reruns of Duck Dynasty. Woe is me.
If you want to be scared: