Guys, I saw something disturbing today. I went to a business card exchange this afternoon. One of the fellows at this event had an absolutely obnoxious odor surrounding him. I found myself reeling back, trying to breath out of the side of my mouth so I might get some fresh air. Besides, dry heaving in his face just didn’t seem appropriate… yet here I am worried that I might retch from his filthy odor— why the heck didn’t he consider washing!?!!? At any rate, it gets better. I decided to try the old, shake hands and wish well routine just so I could break away and get some non polluted air into my lungs. As soon as I grasped his hand… HIS NIPPLES POPPED OUT. I could see them under his polo shirt. HE HAD THREE OF THEM!! Three smurf tents!

Yeah, it was quite a day.