By On the occasion of our 20th anniversary
By Gustavo Arellano
By R. Scott Moxley
By Alfonso Delgado
By Courtney Hamilton
By Joel Beers
By Peter Maguire
By Charles Lam
Yeah, you, the naked lady at the gym. I suppose in this day and age, when nobody gives a damn about privacy and people live their lives on the Internet 24/7, it’s too much to ask for you to show some modesty and wrap a damn towel around yourself in the locker room.
I should probably give you credit for being so confident, given that you’re not exactly Gisele. But do ya think you could step back from the waxing? Because I am now more intimately acquainted with the excruciating details of your pubic anatomy than I am with my spouse’s.
I don’t even know your name, and I still feel like I should buy you dinner after all you’ve shown me.
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