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Trailer hitch testicles

It's hard to imagine the conversation that would have resulted in those ridiculous, oversized bull testicle looking things hanging from trailer hitches on trucks and 4x4's. It really is. What's even more difficult is to imagine someone, now sober, actually executing on the idea.

Living in the Southwest means appreciating contrasts on a daily basis. The culture and the urbanism, the breathtaking, arid beauty of the high desert against the lush green of the river valley, the extraordinary ratio of PhD's to high school grads (due to the close proximity of not one but two enormous lab facilities), and so on.

And then there's the element of the testosterone charged. That's present in any region, but here it often includes trucks....big ones, small ones, 4x4's, etc., but trucks are a big part of it all. Also boots, but we won't go there right now.

I'm assuming the enormous hanging testicle facsimiles are simply an extension of this phenomenon. It's the 'I drive a big bad truck, so bad in fact, that I felt compelled to adorn the trailer hitch with hideous blue (seriously) or bright pink or red cement filled plastic sacs that make my truck look like a bull...a big, fertile bull.'

I just have one question, boys. If you're hanging bull balls off the back of your truck, does that mean the whole truck is a penis? I'm not sure if you've thought this through, but that really means you're just driving around in a big phallus.

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