The Story: That there is my pal Fast Eddie. He's not the brightest bulb in the the three-pack, but he's a good guy. We were at a party a little over three years ago, and Fast Eddie had a little to much to drink and....well you can see for yourself. Now, Fast Eddie was not really a heavy user of that shit back then, at least as much as I could tell. But whenever he was at a party, he always joined in. Then this one time I had my B/W camera (for my photo class) with me, and Fast Eddie crashed out on the couch. Well, I decided to have a little fun with the guy, so I had him wake up and pose with his "little friend". He got up, and the result was....well...this. I developed this picture in my photo class repeatedly (which, looking back, took brass balls on my part). I then distributed the photo to our good friends, and we each carry a tiny one in our wallets to remind us what the effects of habitual drug use can be ;) --Sharkey