Basement of the Reagan Building

I show this car because right before I took this a bevy of 20-something hotties (three counts as a bevy in my book) hopped out of it when they saw me waiting behind them and came over and were all excited and jiggly and flushed and told me how funny I was and how they liked the way I moved. Then they giggled at their innocent risque-ity and blushed back to their car. I was so startled I didn't get my camera up in time. And pleased. My head is still 12 sizes too large. Also regions of my trousers... Guys are such suckers for that crap...