I totally understand – it’s hot as all shit, you’re mad keen to get into the water, it’s a huge chore putting sunscreen on and wearing a shirt in the water makes you feel like a nerd. So you ignore the sacred advice your parents lovingly tried to drill into your brain with the dedication and precision of the brainwashers from ‘The Manchurian Candidate‘.
But if you’re not going to listen to your cherished ma and pa, at least listen to bloody Wolverine – the sun is a gigantic ball of explosions and it is very keen to fuck you up.
Hugh Jackman very succinctly urged people to wear their bloody sunscreen, after having his fourth basal cell carcinoma removed. The singer/dancer/actor/my husband posted a photo to Facebook, Instagram and Twitter of his freshly bandaged nose after going under the knife:
Apparently, he’s all good, thank Christ, thanks to his also highly encouraged habit of getting frequent checks:
“Another basal cell carcinoma. Thanks to frequent body checks and amazing doctors, all’s well. Looks worth with the dressing on then off. I swear! #WEARSUNSCREEN”
As the Cancer Council recommends: slip on a shirt, slop on some sunscreen, slap on a hat, seek some shade and slide on some sunnies (yes, there are five of them now).
Source and photo: Facebook.
