something was bothering me about "the photo"

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And I've managed to put my finger on it. I'd seen a boobtoob like that big-ass boobtoob recently, and it was at the fishing camp down da bayou where we took the Boy Scout troop camping last month. The dads love this place, because the boys can fish in the bayou and they can watch LSU. It's a happy trade-off.

Thing is, there's a reason that big-ass boobtoob is down in a fishing camp. It's old. It's the sort of thing someone who is into large screen boobtoobs bought several years ago, and has now tossed out to make room for their plasma, high-def, big-ass boobtoob.

That does one do with a perfectly good, albeit old, big-ass boobtoob? Some folks put it in a fishing camp. Others might give it to someone who doesn't have a boobtoob.

In any case, dangerblond is right. It's none of our fukkin' business.

Shame on Da Paper for trying to make this woman into St. Ronald of California's apocryphal "welfare queen."

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