I'd already been pondering fear of cock today, but these strike me as positively counterphobic. Especially the freakishly stretched young Christopher Lee on a pony.
Some context on the "monkey with an enormous ball sack and tiny penis costume" here. That's a tanuki, which is a kind of raccoon-dog that, according to myth and custom, has the power to swell its testicles to twice its own height and beat on them like drums. Apparently the things really do have ginormous nads, though. Anyway, this particular episode of "Dear Japanese People" goes back at least to the Edo period.
Of course, when you're a little kid singing songs about the tanuki, the adults tell you that it drums on its belly. I suspect that the realization about the truth of the tanuki coincides with the realization about the true nature of tentacles.
You know what gets me? I was at this anime festival over the weekend to hand out some flyers for my SF and fantasy convention, and I said to this guy, "Here, take a flyer. Because anybody dressed as a tanuki is all right with me."
He said, "What? I'm not dressed as a tanuki. I'm a [insert some word I didn't catch or understand here]."
I said, "Yeah, but whatever that is, it's a tanuki."
He said it wasn't, so I said, "Okay. Fine. You can sling your balls over your shoulder, but you're not a tanuki. Fine. Enjoy."
But I can't believe that I even had that conversation; I am getting way too old for that.
I'd already been pondering fear of cock today, but these strike me as positively counterphobic. Especially the freakishly stretched young Christopher Lee on a pony.
That was a great article. Thanks for the hyperlink.
Why does the Japanese writing not surprise me?
Probably because you can't read it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCgL2ElPcEc
If I reach the age of 35 and nobody has robbed a bank or convenience store wearing these suits, I just might have to pick up the slack.
We have nine years.
Some context on the "monkey with an enormous ball sack and tiny penis costume" here. That's a tanuki, which is a kind of raccoon-dog that, according to myth and custom, has the power to swell its testicles to twice its own height and beat on them like drums. Apparently the things really do have ginormous nads, though. Anyway, this particular episode of "Dear Japanese People" goes back at least to the Edo period.
Of course, when you're a little kid singing songs about the tanuki, the adults tell you that it drums on its belly. I suspect that the realization about the truth of the tanuki coincides with the realization about the true nature of tentacles.
You know what gets me? I was at this anime festival over the weekend to hand out some flyers for my SF and fantasy convention, and I said to this guy, "Here, take a flyer. Because anybody dressed as a tanuki is all right with me."
He said, "What? I'm not dressed as a tanuki. I'm a [insert some word I didn't catch or understand here]."
I said, "Yeah, but whatever that is, it's a tanuki."
He said it wasn't, so I said, "Okay. Fine. You can sling your balls over your shoulder, but you're not a tanuki. Fine. Enjoy."
But I can't believe that I even had that conversation; I am getting way too old for that.
You're growing old - where's the obligatory "Dear Japanese people"? :)
I'm assuming the title is in reference to this:
(which, being from Detroit, also reminded me of the Highland Appliance ad http://youtube.com/?v=kKQcZYTZVmI )
It is your duty to obtain one of these costumes and wear it on Halloween.