?Okay, three shots honey; straight on, one from the side and a butt shot. Hurry up, I don?t have all day.?

Hungover as all hell and feeling like throwing a hand grenade at the nearby drum circle (by far the worst thing ever to go with a hangover), the US Open Model Search, the granddaddy of them all, went off this weekend in Huntington Beach.

There were professional models, teenage girls getting egged on by their friends to step into the tent, and one couple who couldn?t take their hands off one another (last year we had to tell a girl that she couldn?t take her top off?which went against everything I?d learned up to that point).

The thing about it from my perspective is weird though: I?m totally jaded.  My friends are like ?That?s the dream job, dude, barking out orders to models all day? Are you kidding me??

Yep, no kidding. Jaded. Going through the photos last night was a ho-hum affair and not just because my girlfriend was hovering, ?Look at those sluts!? she said more than once. ?Baby, they?re just having fun,? I said. And now it?s your turn to have fun, check out Friday?s gallery, Saturday?s gallery is on the way?