Then Baron decided to up the ante and make his steep I Keep a Diary debut even steeper - that's right, the undies came off. So, um, yeah. Here's Baron, at 12:08pm in the afternoon on a Tuesday, buck-naked in Sarah's living room cracking open a fresh brewski, while I'm snapping photos, Sarah's hysterically laughing, and Greg the Boyfriend (remember him!?) is trying to hide from my camera (not wanting to be seen in the room) and trying to not make accidental eye contact with Baron's wang.
...Grant Stoddard, you are correct, sir! Back in May Grant briefly worked (as a Staff Writer? Editor?) at Playgirl Magazine. A few weeks after starting, his book sold and he promptly left.
...WHAMMO! Say hello to my leeeeetle friends! Hahahaha. You should've heard the screaming and shreiking that happened. Oh Em Gee! This picture is censored becuase, as funny as it is, you DEFINITELY do not want to see the back of my just-got-out-of-a-hot-shower hangy bag . Trust me! Ewwwwwww, indeed.
I would also like to thank him for using my camera to take this picture
of his penis. (Which if you look really carefully you can see hiding
down there below his nest O' pubes). Seriously, thank you. The internet
could have never seen your penis if it weren't for you.
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