If I hadn't been drinking myself silly in Clapham Common on Saturday, you can bet your babooties that I would have been participating in the Naked Bike Ride across London- not on a bike, of course (scrotum + bike chains = youch!), but on my blades.
Although from the looks of this photo taken by my friend as she walked across Waterloo Bridge, not everyone was taking the 'naked' edict as seriously as I would have.
This is a 
I think we are all glad you missed that one.
Everyone....but the laaay-deeez.
Nothing wrong with a bit of nekkidness. And, sorry if anyone takes this the wrong way, but naked people in public are totally hilarious in my opinion.
I get more gasps of awe than laughs.
Oh, come on, it's a photo of naked people, I can't slip in a "Big Dick" joke?!?
Big dick or no big dick my friend, the equation is still:
(regular people in public)+ nakedness = hilarity
The gasps of awe always follow the guffaws, if it's the other way round the awe is short-lived and possibly misplaced. Obviously.
There'd be widespread reports that the Loch Ness Monster was loose in Central London.
If it's that big, don't you get like a pendulum/counterweight effect when you're on blades?
*shudders at the mental image*