reminds me of this guy Joe who was having no luck finding admirers. He sought some advice from a friend and went off to the beach for the day armed with this advice. Unfortunately, even after following his friend's advice all day, he had no success; in fact it was worse than usual. People actually avoided him.
His friend, observing his predicament said, Joe, here is your problem.
You are supposed to wear the potato down the FRONT of your pants.
I have the mag with the cover here too, in fact after picking it up at our feed store yesterday I was on my way to have lunch in my horse's pasture and read the mag when I let out a big OMG!!!!
I think his name is now, and forever, Stuffen Ghirken. Or maybe Stuffen Peters.