Rebels without Clothes
I have another story for you today that's a few hundred words short of a novelette that I thought was pretty good where you basically have two Americans who are going to France and they decide to take advantage of lax public nudity laws only to find themselves stuck naked in a foreign country far away from their hostel and having all sorts of crazy zany adventures along the line of the movie Eurotrip or other stories about Americans overseas in a foreign country and I think it works pretty well. Rebels without Clothes The bartender had the kind of mustache that looked like it belonged in a different century—thick, waxed at the tips, and completely unapologetic. He slid two beers across the polished wood without a word, his eyebrows lifting just slightly as Gina burst into laughter at something Josh had said. "You’re joking, right?" Gina wiped tears from her eyes, still grinning. "No laws? At all?" Josh shrugged, spinning his beer bottle between his palm...