It is Giant Pink Japanese Penis Day in the Year of Our Shatner 93. Once again the world celebrates the event that has been described as “Mardi Gras with dongs.”

I hope that your family enjoys the traditional bird with all the trimmings. We always put a rooster into the oven at our house, but there’s never enough meat to go around because my brother-in-law always eats too much cock.

I also hope that you did your shopping early this year. I waited until the last minute, and the clerk at Walmart told me that they had no Giant Pink Japanese Penis Day gifts. I guess they must have sold like wildfire this year.

When you get right down to it, that’s not really important. Sure, kids of all ages enjoy the food and the presents, but amid all the merriment, we should never forget the true meaning of Giant Pink Japanese Day. As one commenter noted a few years back:

“Maybe Giant Pink Japanese Penis Day doesn’t come from a store.
Maybe Giant Pink Japanese Penis Day means a little bit more.”

Hemingway once wrote, “If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” The same is true of Giant Pink Japanese Penis Day, for no matter where we roam, there is always a giant pink Japanese penis inside all of us.

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Warnings:

(1) Do not be fooled by imitations. Some other countries have gotten penis envy and have instituted Giant Penis Days of their own. Beware. These are rip-offs, although some have memorable celebrations, like Giant Brown Swiss Penis Day, where a different giant chocolate penis comes out of a cuckoo clock every hour. Giant Green Irish Penis Day is right out.

(2) Do NOT try to smuggle giant pink penises into Japan from other countries. In addition to the fact that you would face the dire legal penalties for giant penis smuggling (imagine Midnight Express, except with giant penises), there are simply good reasons why you should not do so.

  • First of all, they would not be sacred. The official giant pink Japanese penises are the only ones that have been blessed. Bringing in a counterfeit would be like trying to pass off a bottle of Ozarka from 7-Eleven as Holy Water in the Vatican.
  • Second, the Most Honorable Japanese Department of Agriculture and Giant Genitalia is concerned that introducing a new strain of giant pink penises into their eco-system could cause the native strain to mutate or die out. It’s the same reason why you can’t take frogs to Australia.

The main thing to remember is that there is simply no need for you to take such a risk. There are plenty of giant pink Japanese penises to go around, and that means a fun day for one and all.

The pitch:

“Jan Sienkiewicz, a writer and lecturer who was expelled from university, takes a job at a Warsaw high school. Under his care comes the school’s famous class of rebellious and knowledge-resistant outcasts. IIB are students from hell, and their future seems doomed. But Sienkiewicz, armed with literature, enthusiasm and a lot of unconventional ideas, will challenge the group doomed to exclusion. Will he be able to tame her and save her? A story about friendship, love, school madness and that everyone deserves another chance.”

Why so much verbiage? I can name that tune in three notes, Wink: “Welcome Back, Kotterski”


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Weronika’s career has included an extensive amount of nudity, as detailed in the Polish Nudografia site.


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Both Pauline Kael and Roger Ebert, who are probably the two most influential and respected film critics in history, declared it to be a masterpiece. I respectfully disagreed with the encomiums they heaped upon the film, but I fully joined in the paeans they sang to Brando’s performance. Many people (including Kael and Ebert) have put Brando into nomination as the greatest film actor of all time. If that is true, and if this is Brando’s best performance, as many have said, then it may be the greatest film performance in history. There is no objective measurement that can support or refute that, and I don’t support blanket claims of non-measurable achievements (how the hell can you compare them?), but I don’t find it an unreasonable argument. If there were such a thing as “best performance ever,” the discussion could include Brando’s work in this film.