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Which half of ‘em is naked?


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Okay, I’ve got another small quibble with our photo captions. The actual caption for the pictures you see here begins, “People take part in a half naked “Santa run…”

While it is true that most of them are not wearing shirts or pants, I don’t see anybody I’d call “half naked.” I just see people who aren’t fully clothed.

What I’m saying here is, if I were to ask a woman if she wanted to come over to my house and “get half naked,” and she said, “You bet, Blog Guy!” then I’d expect something different than this. And by the way, I have trade-marked that pick-up line.

I’m worried that my blog may be exposed, so to speak, if some fancy-pants lawyer decides to sue us on behalf of people who Google the phrase “half naked” and wind up finding these.

Miracle on 38th Street?


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Blog Guy, I need some travel advice. I’m going to New York City this week, and I want to make sure I see the city’s famous magical Christmas window displays. I know about Bloomingale’s, Macy’s, Tiffany, but I don’t want to miss anything. What’s the very best holiday window display?

You must see the one at Fifth Avenue and 38th Street, where models are stripping down to their underwear and lounging around in a store window with lots of skin showing, attracting huge holiday crowds.

I’m out of here! Just call me Chicken Kiev!


Hey Blog Guy, I’m takin’ a vacation to Kiev soon, and I need your travel advice. I like to hang out at singles bars. I guess they’re pretty much the same everywhere?

No. In Ukraine, the singles bars are run by women, who make their own rules.

That sounds kind of hot! So what should I expect when I make the bar scene?

Be prepared to reveal as much flesh as possible, and have total strangers judge you like a side of beef. While they’re looking you over they will ask mindless questions, like “What’s your sign?” and “Do you come here often?”

Get your butt off my train!


Blog Guy, help me out here. Is there one person who is for sure the stupidest human being on the face of the earth? You can take some time to answer if you like.

I don’t need time. It’s the guy in our story today, who mooned railway staffers who were in a departing train.

How much extra for naked chicks on the lapels?


Boy Lonnie, you’ll be sorry you took those days off from the custom tailor shop.

Damn! I always miss the good stuff. Another weirdo, huh?

That doesn’t begin to cover it. This dude demanded huge full-color naked chicks sewn onto his jacket by the lapels.