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Someone needs to go all “M.C. Escher” on this.
… I know a couple people that this would make an outstanding gag gift for… (including me!)
A Victorian with legs in the air, farting upwards? Perhaps an eighteenth-century Frenchwoman seen from behind, her arms thrown upwards in frustration? Maybe a Horta attacking an unspsecting victim? Or simply a one-eyed Lovecraftian horror? Truly, a fine mystery to occupy the mind of the loo-goer.
Yeah. . . they really knew how to let it rip back then.
And really, who among us can say that she has not, at one time or another, wanted to propel herself forward with the power of her flatus whilst wearing a hoop skirt?
That pun stinks.
Or perhaps all deep dream?
As an SF resident, I was expecting farting buildings
Actually, that’s closer to the truth than you’d think… the Victorians were actually obsessed with sex and sexuality (both in terms of defining these things and in some cases acting them out). The victorian as a prude is a bit of a myth:
And famously, Foucault made that argument:
The relevant section is Part I: The other victorians, which gives an overview of that part of the book…
That wallpaper stinks.
Excuse me. I’ll be right back. Would someone please put the dog out?
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