There's just something about Levi Johnston.  Any man with his own name tattooed on his forearm — he might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but sometimes a big, blunt object is better.  For hammering and such.

Well, now, as you can see, the kid who can't shut up about Sarah Palin (and how we love him for it) has his own spread in Vanity Fair.  But, if you watch the original behind-the-scenes video (particularly around the 3'37" mark), you'll see Vanity Fair's not the only magazine he's ready to spread it for.

He keeps talking about posing nude, and while I would not peg him in a crowd for particularly well-endowed, he doesn't seem intimidated in the least by the thought of flashing his bits at the masses.  My guess is, if he's not packing, he doesn't know it, which is what we love about him in the first place.   

Something in the water up there in Wasilla.