One of my good friends is currently studying abroad in Italy (sooooo jealous), and I received pretty much the best postcard ever from her today:
“Jen and Vanessa,
Please know that when I first saw these classy postcards in Florence, I had a short list of “Who would most appreciate gratuitous peener?” and you came in at the top. Congrats.”
I feel like I should be concerned that lots of penises make my friends think of me. Hmm.
That's truly a great postcard. I wonder if someone cna name all six sculptures!
That’s truly a great postcard. I wonder if someone cna name all six sculptures!
That is awesome!
That is awesome!
That postcard rocks. None of them looks like Michaelangelo's David. He has a teeny peeny.
That postcard rocks. None of them looks like Michaelangelo’s David. He has a teeny peeny.
I recognize the statue in the bottom row middle but I have no idea what the name of it is. It's some fat dude riding a tortoise in a fountain. Probably in Rome.
I recognize the statue in the bottom row middle but I have no idea what the name of it is. It’s some fat dude riding a tortoise in a fountain. Probably in Rome.
The one in the bottom middle is "Bacchino," which I saw in person when I was strolling through Boboli Gardens. It's supposed to be this court dwarf represented as Bacchus. The one on the bottom right is definitely the David. His junk is everywhere in Italy. (There are postcards, boxer shorts, etc. with his penis Photoshopped to look enormous, btw.)
And if you like debauchery (which you do), you would probably enjoy Bologna. The Neptune Fountain has all these bronze ladies squirting water from their nipples. There's also tentacle rape elsewhere in the city. A fun place to visit.
The one in the bottom middle is “Bacchino,” which I saw in person when I was strolling through Boboli Gardens. It’s supposed to be this court dwarf represented as Bacchus. The one on the bottom right is definitely the David. His junk is everywhere in Italy. (There are postcards, boxer shorts, etc. with his penis Photoshopped to look enormous, btw.)And if you like debauchery (which you do), you would probably enjoy Bologna. The Neptune Fountain has all these bronze ladies squirting water from their nipples. There’s also tentacle rape elsewhere in the city. A fun place to visit.
An art-historian friend of mine can hold forth about why the Greeks, and their successors, sculpted muscular guys with teeny peenies. Apparently this represents human rationality, control of the passions and civilisation, which the Greeks imagined they had a monopoly of, as opposed to barbarian animality. (The rapist satyrs on the Attic redware, now they have big ones; and they may indeed represent the ethnic Other; cf DW Griffith and all that.) So perhaps there should be T-shirts saying "Creationists have bigger dicks", and the purchasers won't get the joke, that they're being dissed as irrational primitives.
An art-historian friend of mine can hold forth about why the Greeks, and their successors, sculpted muscular guys with teeny peenies. Apparently this represents human rationality, control of the passions and civilisation, which the Greeks imagined they had a monopoly of, as opposed to barbarian animality. (The rapist satyrs on the Attic redware, now they have big ones; and they may indeed represent the ethnic Other; cf DW Griffith and all that.) So perhaps there should be T-shirts saying “Creationists have bigger dicks”, and the purchasers won’t get the joke, that they’re being dissed as irrational primitives.
Oh, no you ditn't!
Oh, no you ditn’t!
I love the blissful look on the face of the guy about to get teabagged.
I love the blissful look on the face of the guy about to get teabagged.
@Julie: Huh? I only see one face there, and we're not shown what's happening at the other end. The fact that he's in a position to teabag someone else doesn't mean that he's about to get teabagged himself. To me he looks more as if he's debating whether the other guy deserves a double orchidectomy.
@Julie: Huh? I only see one face there, and we’re not shown what’s happening at the other end. The fact that he’s in a position to teabag someone else doesn’t mean that he’s about to get teabagged himself. To me he looks more as if he’s debating whether the other guy deserves a double orchidectomy.
Why do male artists so frequently short-change their male creations? Envy?