The Unthinkable happened at 7th and Montana this morning: I forgot my Spycam. Yes, it's true. I was in such a rush to get out the door this morning that -- for the first time ever -- I left my Spycam at home. "Oh well," I thought, "I'm just running in and out of Starbucks for a minute. What are the chances I'll miss a photo opp?" That's when I came face-to-face with Mr. Moobs, an Eccentric Exhibitionist (pictured above) who was sitting at the bus stop on 7th Street, quietly undressing himself. "Quick," I said, pressing Kathy into service, "Can you get a shot of that?" She was happy to oblige, but a bit reluctant to move-in for a close-up. I must say, it was strange to be caught without my Spycam ... the whole thing made me feel almost -- err -- naked!
Was he actually stripping naked!??? Man, we get ALL kinds here, don't we?? LOL!!
ReplyDeletejust like american express don't leave home with out
ReplyDeleteOh my... Thank goodness you spared us the Moob view! LOL
ReplyDeletebe well...
Let that be a lesson to you. Perhaps you should attach the spycam to your keys.
ReplyDeleteI'm not quite sure you really wanted a picture of that.
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