After months of getting people to willingly pose with my balls, it was time to try something new: getting unsuspecting people to unknowingly pose with my balls. I discreetly whipped out my bag, and grabbed one of our new friends for a picture. I handed off the cam to Seth who totally shit the bed by not managing to get my balls in the pic. Doh! The rest of the guys in the pic (Check out Grant and Franks' faces) were laughing so hard that the girl in the black shirt was totally confused...
During our delicious continental breakfast at the hotel in the morning, we saw this 80 year old woman who had on a big, ol' chain-link necklace. When overheard her (indiscernable from a distance) foreign accent, we started wondering if maybe she was one of the Sex Pistols' Nana. So we enlisted Frank to go up and get her pic, just in case. Once again we employed our fool-proof "you look just like my Great Aunt So-and-So, can I please take your picture?" Works like a charm.
Earlier in the evening, we had spotted the guy in the middle, sporting a blonde molester-moustache and a BFLB (Bald Front, Long Back: pronounced beffle-bee), and we wanted to take his pic too. Turns out he was best friends (wouldn't you know it) with the leather vest guy and he soon joined are tight-knit group of outcasts.
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