So I'm messing around in my truck yesteday and I notice a disposable camera. I immeadiately thing, "Holy crap! Pictures from Men's Weekend that I never got developed!" Excited, I hurried the camera off to the 1 hour developers. One hour later I pick up my film and start flipping through the pictures. Lots of pictures of BP acting like an idiot. Lots of pictures of P.Dirty giving the bird. Lots of pictures of James with his mouth open. Everything I expected basically. Until... until I got to one picture that I couldn't make out immeadiately. There was... this thing. It was very alien looking. Hard to make-out. Whatever it was, it was really close to the camera when the flash went off so it was blurry... out of focus. I studied it harder. It looked familiar. Not like something I'd seen but still like something I should recognize. The strange texture... the sickly color... the little hairs... the little hairs... "OH MY GOD!" I thought as I recoiled in horror. "Someone stuck my camera down their pants and took a picture!" It was like looking into Hell. Looking into Hell and finding out the devil is a brown little turtle sitting on a sack of gravel.


I don't think it was Dirty's. For one thing, it wasn't riddled with VD.  


Wow...I didn't know F had VD. Wierd!  


Wait... did you misread what I wrote or are you implying that F gave Dirty VD? I don't get you.  


I'm just trying to get the focus off of me.  


though the camera may have been out of focus, the collective thought on this matter is not.

the culprick is jc samsonite.

ha! see what i did there?  


Genius.  


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