My roommate's sister is coming for a visit later this week. The other two of us have been bugging him nonstop since he asked to please "de-porn" the house. After a careful once over of the living room, all we found was a Girls Gone Wild DVD and a couple of issues of Playboy on the bookcase.
But since then, little things keep popping up. We're just assholes that way.
The one that took me aback was the blow-up doll that had been placed on the couch when I came home from work.
I'll just say that this picture has been captured and is currently my wallpaper on my computer. I think later, I'll enlarge and print it out, and put it on posterboard, and ask if it's appropriate.
Just for shits and giggles.