Adolescent Humor

Sometimes I think a teenage boy lives inside my brain. I take photos when I travel of things that I find humorous.

Where was I? Oh, why yes this was Greece, though I am not certain why I need rainbow colored phallic bottle openers or key chains. I was not the only tourist mesmerized by the aisles upon aisles of such displays in every souvenir shop.

More recently, pretty much every gift shop in Sydney I visited had multiple items made from Kangaroo Scrotum. I did a few internet searches to decipher this one. Even Quora didn’t have a good answer. Maybe since they eat and export Kangaroo meat, they make use of all of the Kangaroo. Or something. I stroked these. It felt wrong somehow. The fur is really soft. I might have also be laughing like a fool.

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