It’s not really an ‘Olympics’ is it? It’s more like an excuse to make naked people shake. Now far be it from me to prevent such things under the proper circumstances, but calling it an "Olympics" seems a bit far fetched; here’s what they’ve got.
Organiser Dean says the emphasis on Sunday’s event is having fun rather than winning gold medals.
"We do a lot of beach sprints, egg-throwing contests, conga lines, marathons, tug of wars," he said.
"There’s a whole bucket load of stuff we do, but like I say, the emphasis is more on fun and camaraderie than out-and-out blood and guts glory.
A 500 person nude conga line…? That could be a very unpleasant experience if the "athletes" are not exactly in the best of shape.
So it’s more like the Nudist Inc. Company picnic. It’s 500 people who’ve got no problem being naked in public, or in the company of another 499 other naked people, at a concentrated two-day summer camp. Any chance the event schedule includes archery or lawn darts? How about Jousting? Probably just a men’s division for that I would think. And who will be toasting the weenies. Wait–its Austraila; everyone whose got one, unless they happen to have the SPF 9000 handy. (How do you apply that discretely?)
"Why you walking like that Bill?"
"Eh? Oh. Got sunburn at the Olympics?"
So there you have it. This weekend at Alexandria Bay Beach in the Noosa National Park, on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast, people who are better at being naked than anyone else–just think how easy it will be to pack?–will gather to toss eggs, conga, play tug of war, and it’s not really about the medals, it’s all about the fun; because nothing is as fun as a tug of war– naked.