Brought to you by IjustWokeUp   "Arggh, ChiChi… my butt's
itchy…all this sand…!"  "Then sit on the towel, Goku!"  "But I
wanna sit in the sun!"  "Then drag your towel out from the
umbrella and sit in the sun!"  The aggravation in ChiChi's voice
was clear. She didn't want to hear any of it today. No, today
was a day to relax, to get away from the troubles and stress
back at home. Bulma even agreed to babysit little Gohan for the
afternoon. It was a "me" day, a personal day off so that she
could finally have some alone time with the husband.  However,
ChiChi hadn't anticipated the frustration she would have dealing
with Goku at the beach. Yes, he was being his childish self:
digging giant holes and crafting castles out of sand, and even
asking ChiChi to bury him up to his neck. All she wanted to do
was relax under the umbrella on a sunny summer afternoon.
Furthermore, she hoped that there would be a spark of romance
between her and Goku as well – what woman wouldn't want that
with her husband?  But now that the