As August winds down, many of us will be pressured—by our closest friends, whom we have known since childhood, by beautiful crushes, whose tanned skin glows dusky bronze in the moonlight, by drunk assholes whom we don't know that well—to kiss summer goodbye with a skinny dipping romp.

Last August, while on a "fact-finding congressional trip" to Israel, several GOP lawmakers took part in a late-night swim in the Sea of Galilee that involved at least one instance of skinny dipping.