You promised when you took that picture that it would remain in your personal stash. That is, unless you and Jenna, as my agents, could work out a poster deal, which I assume never found the light of day. I've since discarded that speedo and now, I pretty much wear just a really long shirt when I hit the beach. It garners a lot of attention but not nearly the laughter that the speedo did. I never quite got use that. The laughter always made me feel, well...inadequate.