HEY MEGAN!

I discovered this on a recent trip to Bloom...

Ok, let's say that Megan Fox has hit a very low point in her life and is no longer the mega-star sex-symbol that she currently is... Let's stretch this a little further and also say that she has taken up random grocery store hookups as a hobby and her tour of food markets of the US has brought her to norther Virginia. The stars have aligned and she happens to run into the desperate Transformers fan boy that wrote this piece of graffiti. By the time she has made her way to Virginia from California, she has done the deed with every Tom, Dick, and Harry she meets in the middle stall, but this guy is different. She turns him down. That's right folks. Megan Fox, even as a hopeless used up piece of meat, has pride. This guy blew it when he couldn't spell her name right.
This is probably the perpetrator:

The picture isn't very clear because my hand was a little shaky (from laughing) when I snapped. I'm going to play fashion critic for a moment. He is wearing pajama pants, a white t-shirt, and (you can't quite make it out) a Fedora (the hat that Humphrey Bogart made popular). It was ridiculously cold that day, so the pajamas were strange enough, but the Fedora?!? He is either the most confident person in the world or the highest.