Peter and I went to Florida this past week and the very first day, I managed to scrape my foot on the bottom of the pool. Luckily, I found a Band-Aid in my bag and put it on.
Later, at the Boma buffet restaurant in the Animal Kingdom Lodge, otherwise known as "The Place Where You Should Put Down Those French Fries and Chicken Fingers and Get Some of That POT ROAST and RIBS and Potatoes with AFRITUDE," Peter looks down at my foot and said:
"Why did you take off your Band-Aid?"
I told him that it was still on and he looked at my foot closely and said:
"Wow. I think you're the first person I've ever known who actually has Band-Aid-colored skin."
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