What's Slag looking at? He's presenting his back to me. A tradition that carries on to this very day. 
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High In Fiber!
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- My Favorite Criminals
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3 comments:
Dude you'll never be able to prove that's me. Even at that tender age, I knew a picture with two shirtless Leonards would be career suicide. At least your Uncle Ricky had enough presence of mind to make it look like Randy might actually have pants on.
What can't a grown man and two pubescent teenage man-boys hang out, scantily clad and with a hint of sweat glistening on their bodies, without creating innuendo and whispers of improper behavior?
I find the photo oddly comforting, yet troubling.
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