S o last week, I asked people to send in their boozy photo booth pictures. Instead of any photo strips, I received only one picture from a man named Brad. It's a photo of a penis, poking through the glory hole in the men's bathroom at Pony. I'm not sure what Brad's trying to tell me, but I'm starting to think that it might be wise for bars to install glory holes instead of photo booths. Are they cheaper and more fun? Oh, I wish I had my own penis to find out.