How to Spot a Rich Guy
This photo includes, but is not solely of, the rear view of a comely young women in a minuscule bikini.
While I consider it innocuous, I have no idea what your workplace or spouse considers "too much flesh". You Have Been Warned.
Courtesy of The Secret Diary of Steve Jobs.
While I consider it innocuous, I have no idea what your workplace or spouse considers "too much flesh". You Have Been Warned.
Courtesy of The Secret Diary of Steve Jobs.
posted by Oroborous at 1:15 AM
6 Comments:
Just be thankful they didn't trade swim wear.
Perish the thought.
I've been debating whether to post this comment, but what the heck.
I once worked with a guy who was in nearly as bad shape as the one in the picture, perhaps 100 pounds lighter. He married a woman who shape was at least as good as the girl in the thong, if not better. And while he had no money -- he was, after all, a newspaperman -- she was an heiress with assets in 10 figures.
As my daddy used to say, it's a good thing people have different tastes, or nobody could get married.
Yeah, maybe the guy in the linked photo is really, really funny, or maybe he saved her life somehow.
However, the most common thing is that men and women marry their "peers": Men ante up money or power, and women beauty.
But not always.
I dunno about that.
My wife is pretty, has a figure like a Frederick's of Hollywood model and is smarter than me.
When we got married I had exactly $4.95 and no job.
Still not sure how that happened.
My story's roughly the same.
She agreed because she was young, too young to be overly-concerned with such mundane matters as "steady employment" and "a car", and she thought that I was the funniest person that she'd ever met.
Still does.
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