Sunday, July 23, 2006

Dear Older Gentleman in the Speedo at the Raleigh, NC hotel pool -

D00d - you're in America, get some trunks and cover that shit up.

Please, there are children around and, really, nobody needs to see all every last detail outlined in BRIGHT FUCKING YELLOW spandex.

Thanks, in advance, for not traumatizing another innocent hotel guest.


Peace out,

me

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