There’s the old joke of a guy whose wife forces him to go and see a pyschologist because he’s obsessed with sex. The psych wants to test him, shows him this pic and asks the man to tell him what he sees:
The man says, “That’s my hard, rampant cock.” The psych looks puzzled, but shows the man the next pic:
“Oh,” says the man, “That’s my sexy next-door neighbor’s inviting pussy, just waiting for me to stick my big, hard cock into it.” The last pic is shown:
“Aargh,” the man cries, “That’s my frigid wife, with her legs crossed so I can’t fuck her.”
The psych makes a note and says, “You really are obsessed with sex, aren’t you?” To which the man replies:
“Well, you’re the one showing me those filthy pornographic pictures!”
In that vein, here are some pictures of similar suggestiveness:
And finally, the importance of not going with first impressions:
The story behind the Swisse Me fruit pics is here. Watch the video.
Oh, and speaking of fruit, here’s the album cover from 70s band Juicy Lucy:
I miss album covers.
Years ago, when as a young man I started smoking cigars, some raving little Feminist smugly told me that cigars were phallic symbols.
“Of COURSE they are,” I replied, “ALL men want to clip the top off their penis and set fire to the base.”
Twit.
Priceless.
I miss the liner notes almost as much as I do the covers.
Even though CD’s are almost as square as LP’s, the fact that the LP was 12″ by 12″ made it easier to make art with the album cover.