The Harbinger of Nothing

Friday 27 May 2011

ARE FERAL CHILDREN INFECTING YOUR HOUSE WITH AIDS?


That haunting, yet peaceful stare into the middle distance suggests that the procedure requested in the book's title is indeed at that very moment being carried out...

Here's an interesting fact*: Foucault had Botox treatment on his own testicles.

That's pretty vain, isn't it? I mean, they're supposed to be wrinkled; that way they help regulate the temperature of the sperm, keeping it at a consistent 98 degrees centigrade. "Smoothing" the testicular sack has a tobogganing effect on the sperm. To put it simplistically,  the sperm slides out of the testicles and pools in the feet ("spunkfoot" is the proper medical term). Consequently it has further to go when climax occurs, leading to an unimpressive ejaculation. It's a bit like a firework that you think hasn't gone off properly, so you approach it warily, thinking it might still go off, but after a while you realise it has gone off, and that tiny explosion was all you were ever going to get. It's a bit like that, only it's someone's penis (and not a firework). (I feel I'm going into too much detail in explaining these metaphors. I should really let them speak for themselves. I'm very sorry). 

* in these posts you might have noticed that the word "fact" is basically a synonym for "something I've just made up."

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