Ah, Australians. You gotta love ’em.Found a site a while back called Puppetry of the Penis, and thought I’d shared it with all of you, but I can’t find the entry. So if I missed it, my apologies. You missed an amusing site.
Two Australian men, just as bold and brash as can be, have studied the gentle (?) art of genital origami and taken their show on the road, so to speak.Yeah, you read that right. Their entertainment – their talent, in beauty pageant parlance – is standing naked in front of crowds of people and molding their most vulnerable parts into shapes as wild and varied as Kentucky Fried Chicken, The Eiffel Tower, The Loch Ness Monster, and The Olympic Flame.
Turns out they’ve hit my home town, Toronto, with a vengeance. There’s a review in the Star, and I just got my flyers in the mail (presumably, because I’ve expressed interest in other wild things like this before, hm?).
I have to admit I’m intrigued. If I have time (and cash!) once I get back from my big trip to the City by the Bay, I will have to check it out.
Ah, Australians. š
everything’s coming up origami
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