Pettitcoats and Penises

I like to think I have a pretty open mind. I can pretty much live and let live, and lots of times I'm pretty intrigued with the shadier/stranger/bizarre side of life. Hell, I was usually the "bad influence" friend in my younger years. But then I see something like THIS and I remember that after all, I'm just a girl from the suburbs, and I'm not fooling anyone. I guess I like my odd a little more manly...