Oy vey. It's been one of those hectic weeks, where I've been running on stress and adrenaline, and now that it's over, I sure could relax with a healthy dose of some peni--I mean, hey! It's been awhile since we've had a Crotch Shot of the Day and I think I should rectify that!
Ah, Steve and Sherrie Swafford in happier times. Even though Steve wants you to think that his cringing is related to the dish he is cooking, it's really because of the ungodly pressure those ball breakers are putting on his family jewels. Whenever I see a picture of him sporting a pair of slacks that even Barbie wouldn't be able to fit into, I wonder how he manages to do things like sit, bend over and dance. I mean, in this picture, he can't even stand up straight! And note the uncomfortable/scared look on Sherrie's face--perhaps she's afraid of the beast in Steve's pants? I mean, she's a tiny girl. I'm just saying.