Tossed Salad

Thanks to McCrabass for this one….and dedicated to Camiel Toe, in light of her recent insightful comment.

Seeing this, my first thought is, That can’t be what it looks like, and it took me a while to get even that far.

First I think it is a bunch of frat boys stuffing their naked friends into front-loading dryers.  But that doesn’t explain the pictures hanging exhibition-style above each unit.

Then I see they aren’t dryers anyway.  And then I read the comments.  Is this really a presentation of an analingus exhibition, each posterior linked pictorially to the portrait above?  OMG I get it.  It’s art at the Touch-Me Museum!

Or Happy Hour at the Glory Hole Café.  Free palate cleansers with all drinks.

Gives new meaning to the expression “Exhibition Opening.”  A (w)hole new meaning.

What’s with the weird eye protection?  Are they worried about over-stimulation producing wet farts?

Do members of the audience get to meet the artist or the subjects afterwards?  Funny as hell if it turns out to be a bunch of skinny gay men with closely shaved asses.  I’d like to have the vomit basin concession.

Fill in the blank.  Tastes like:

1.  Chicken

2.  Chocolate

3.  Halibut

4.  Chocolate covered chicken

5.  Chocolate covered halibut

Oh, dear readers, please comment.  Pretty please with Charmin on it.

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7 Responses to Tossed Salad

  1. julesagray says:

    I’m fuckin’ flummoxed.

  2. Mumblety Peg says:

    Men are such pigs.

  3. Diesel Fitter says:

    They’re not tasting, they’re smelling. This is not an art exhibition, but rather a training session for the Human Bloodhound Academy, a division of Interpol . Students need to match the correct scent with the picture above.

    It’s called police work. You wouldn’t understand.

  4. Pussy Galore says:

    This reminds me of a couple I met a long time a go on Antigua. He was a senior scientist at Johnson and Johnson in charge of developing “Feminine Deodorant Sprays.” They had to know the perfect scent.

    They devised a way to get women hidden behind a screen to mask the identities of the volunteers. They made a little screened hole at pussy level and had guys take a sniff and record their actions. Recruiting women was the major problem, but guys lined up in droves.

    After a few drinks we were all laughing to pee your pants levels. This is really true

  5. Kent Standit says:

    No no, no. This a scene from business management workshop, sponsored by a consortium of several major international corporations, Trainees are learning proper techniques to kiss ass. It’s an essential skill for business managers in the corporate world. They start with attractive asses, like you see here, and then gradually move on to hideous, hairy, waddled, be-shitted specimens of both genders. Only the tough survive, but the rewards are huge. All the major CEOs you read about today graduated with these skills.

    Okay, let’s break for lunch before class resumes..

  6. Mr Schwinnckle says:

    If it smells like fish its a dish, if it smells like cologne leave it alone. Wait, I am sorry, I was looking at the photo upside down!

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