Bad jokes aside, the po-po are looking for a flasher that's been exposing himself all over Thousand Oaks.
It's been going on for 2 years now, and as if flashing couldn't be any creepier...he hides in trees!

Don't people in LA carry enough pepper spray/hot lattes/sharp edged cell phones to where they could just take this weirdo down on their own?

If you help the po-po catch him, there's $1000 bucks in it for you...and you can live out all of your Dog the Bounty Hunter fantasies while doing so!


Not a picture of the actual flasher.

And as for the flasher, we feel it is our civic duty as a blogger to address him with this open letter:

Dear Flasher,

Seriously, dude, what's the thrill?
People see your junk.
Ok. We got it.
But that's it?
You just want people to see your junk?

There's a little thing out there called the internet, dear sir, and on it you may expose yourself to millions of people...all from the comfort of your own home. Why, just imagine-No more scraped knees shimming naked up trees! No more being hunted by the police. In fact, you might even make a buck or two at it.

So, seriously...Stop with the tree jumping out of and flashing.
No one's impressed and frankly after 2 years, it's gotten a little old.
Try mixing it up...maybe jump out of trees fully clothed?

Sincerely,

One Ms. PL of the LA Good Times

  Editors Note: Do you notice there are never any female flashers? That's because if a lady was exposing herself publicly, no one would complain...they'd just throw beads at her...or offer to buy her a drink. We call blatant sexism!