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Friday, August 31, 2007

It wouldn't be a trip to the beach without...

an unfortunate Speedo moment. (And isn't just about any Speedo moment unfortunate?) You, sir, are no 1960s Sean Connery.



A closer look for those who are so inclined:




Me -- I don't want to know that much about a man's testicles unless I'm married to him.