jeff thinks of fucked-up stuff to get people to do to each other and actually pays them to do it.

if i paid people to do fucked-up shit to entertain me, people would invariably get worked up about human-rights violations and i'd end up in some courtroom in a bland part of europe around the very people i sought to avoid from grad-school.

more importantly, i've never seen jeff's asscheeks spread for a photographer. i've seen brandon do this. that's really the divide between man and beast-being asked to pull a little further apart standing next to a swimming pool by a strange man.