these kinds of things ALWAYS happen to me.

One of my new favorite games to play is to guess a stranger's name. My friends don't remember this, but while in Chicago we dubbed a random guy on the street "Mark Zuckerberg" (I guess the nerd-y look and curly blonde hair are in these days) and he decided that we all looked like "Mindy"s.

All that to say that I want you to play my game with me.

The other morning I woke up and checked my phone. 1 new message from an area code I had never heard of. I opened the message, expecting something from a clever politician, or maybe a wrong number, but I didn't expect what I got:

So, readers, what do you think? What's his name? What's his story? Why was he sending a picture of himself in a white t-shirt and coke boxers? What's with his face?

And, go.

*I added the face. I decided this guy didn't deserve to be completely humiliated. Although it would have been a better story if it came with his face like that.