Pics of My Junk.

This might sound like an odd hobby, but I love taking pictures of my junk. Every chance I get, I find a private place where I can go and snap a couple shots of my junk. Even if I'm at work, I'll just quietly place my cell phone under my desk and snap a quick picture of my junk.

Sometimes I post these pictures online or give them to total strangers in the many chat rooms I frequent. One time I went to a chat room and said "Anybody want pictures of junk?" You'd never imagine the response I got!

Other times I'll just show the pictures to my wife, but she's always disgusted at the sight of my junk.

I'm sure I'm not the first guy to take pictures of his junk. Whoever invented the camera probably did it just to snap a few pictures of his junk. You know how guys are, they're always showing off their junk.

Growing up, my uncle always tried taking pictures of my junk. After awhile, I felt pretty comfortable with him looking at my junk. But things got weird when he touched my junk.

My junk has really grown recently - see, I'm renting an office in downtown Tampa, but it's also doubling as a storage locker until we move into our new house next month. So you can't crawl under my desk without bumping into my junk. But our new house will be great - it has a giant deck. I'll post some deck pics after we move in.

But you don't want to hear my life story. You just want to see my junk. Enjoy:

Here's my junk on my desk.

Here's my junk under my desk.

Another shot of my junk.

I can't wait to move so I can finally let my junk breathe.