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Only In Florida

In what may be a semi-regular feature on BFE, we present the first post that focuses on the strange, creepily different land called Florida.  Quite simply, things happen here that don't happen anywhere else.  It is my conjecture that it was first settled by aliens.  That is the only theory that makes any sense to me.    



      "Here in Florida at Burger King, you can have it your way."  
                                                                    Walt Disney






A Florida man faces indecent exposure charges after allegedly exposing his hot dog at the Home of the Whopper.
Jefferson King, 33, was arrested Thursday after a customer at a West Palm Beach Burger King reportedly saw him playing with his sex organ at a seat near the restrooms.
The woman told police when she asked King what he was doing, he replied, "What? I'm playing with my penis!" according to WPBF.com.
The woman then complained to a manager, who asked King to leave.
However, King allegedly refused to move from his seat and kept playing with his genitalia, according to Breaking911.com
Officers were called to the scene. When they questioned King, they claim he said he had done nothing wrong, according to the Palm Beach Post.
King was taken to the Palm Beach County Jail and booked on one count of indecent exposure. He was released on Friday after posting $1,000 bond, but not before posing for a very memorable mug shot.

West Palm Beach Post

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