Isn't it always the way? It starts with some innocent boob shots and ends with 18 months in the state penitentiary...
Evidently, Jamie-Lynn's baby daddy, Casey Aldridge, fancies himself a bit of a historian. Not only does he like to capture life's precious moments and preserve them for generations to come, but he does it old-school -- on real film, not these new-fangled digital things. The consequence of all this nostalgia is that film has to be developed, in this case in under an hour by someone at Wal-Mart, who may or may not have the inclination to make copies of Casey's private photos -- like say, one of his famous girlfriend breast-feeding his child -- and sell them to the highest bidder.
Now, you might say, Casey's been had -- given the run around by the shrewd cunning of the Wal-Mart photo guy, but the truth is the joke is really on W-M photo guy, because one of those pictures shows Jamie-Lynn's very underaged nipple, and that, my friends, is what we like to call child pornography -- well, we don't actually LIKE to call it child pornography, but you get what we're saying. Turns out Wal-Mart photo guy has more of a dilema on his hands than he bargained for: trash the pics and move on with his impoverished life, or sell them and register as a sex-offender. Just another day in the life at Wal-Mart.
