Originally published at: http://boingboing.net/2017/01/27/behold-the-wall-of-genitals.html
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“Bobby, son, your father and I just want you to know that if you need to… tell us anything… well, we love you no matter what.”
“Mom, I’m fine. Leave me alone.”
“It’s just that you spend so much time at that climbing gym. And that’s fine. It’s not the world we grew up in, where you’d need to hide–”
“MOM! I JUST LIKE CLIMBING, OKAY?”
I see this is built to anatomically correct scale…
I’m sorry but who put this sloppy work together? That’s clearly not a wall of genitals. See the breasts? See that one mouth? Obviously, this is an Erogenous Wall.
And Mexico’s going to pay for it.
Balls to the wall.
Meh. All in all, it’s just another prick in the wall.
Yes, but it wasn’t purple before I started grabbing it.
Tetsumi Kudo’s Philosophy of Impotence:
An unnamed American company already held the copyright to “PussyGrabbers”.
There was already something kind of like this at the Museum of Sex in Manhattan. Some of the handholds were easier than others…
As a gay man I’d feel compelled to only grab certain parts to climb. A bi/pan person would have an unfair advantage against me!
Once you’ve got it by the balls, your heart and mind will follow.
Now that’s a truly challenging climb.
I had a dream once where, oh never mind.
I’m betting that the only thing that makes these walls climbable is ENORMOUS amounts of hormones and Viagra.
I’m staying on the ground.
Maybe you have to cup the hand holds just right…