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:
4. Chocolate covered chicken
5. Chocolate covered halibut
Oh, dear readers, please comment. Pretty please with Charmin on it.