Insecure as he was about the way he looked in photos, Dan always dreaded the need for his dates to ask for a full-body image. One day, Dan got a text from Sheryl who he met on a dating site but not offline with this singular request.
"My phone is bad. The camera cuts off at my neck."
"Did you like the photo I sent you last night?"
Dan's second brain remembered as it touched the zipper from inside of his pants. "Dammit Dan, send her the fracking photo." said Dan's second brain with a thristful rage.