A short while ago, I was getting my eyebrows done, and my eyebrow lady Allison (eyebrow stylist? What is the proper term for this occupation?), who is also my dear friend and one of the funniest people I know, starts telling me about a show she had seen the previous night: The Puppetry of the Penis.
For those of you who are unfamiliar with The Puppetry of the Penis and the premise of the show, I suggest you visit their website. Basically, this is an hour-long performance where two young men stand BARE ASS NAKED and twist their penises into shapes and figures, to the delight and horror of their audience.
IMMEDIATELY I KNEW I HAD TO GO. But who would go with me? Which one of my friends would be down for such a spectacle? Who could handle the sight of male nudity and not be frightened?
Clearly, Rachel J. Field. I made the call immediately. The words were barely out of my mouth before she was screaming “I’M IN! I’LL BOOK OUR TICKETS!” That’s my girl :)
So, after a delicious/amazing/fantastic meal at Animal, RF and I headed over to the Coast Playhouse (located smack in the middle of West Hollywood, home of all gays, which: obviously. Who else would go to a penis show?) for an hour of debauchery. And promptly took our seats in the second row.
Before the nudity began. We had no idea what we were in for.
AND WHAT DEBAUCHERY IT WAS. During the course of the show, we watched two delightful young men, standing on stage butt naked except for sneakers (and at one point, capes) twist their genitalia into various shapes, including the Eiffel Tower, a Dodger Dog, a kangaroo, a wristwatch, fried chicken, a brain, a hamburger, and my favorites, the Loch Ness monster and a leaping mollusk. At one point, one of them LEAPT into the audience naked and SAT ON RACHEL. I cried laughing.
(Speaking of the hamburger - I actually have several photos of this trick. If you would like to see it, please email me and I’ll send it on over! No worries, I won’t think you’re weird or anything. Who’s the freak who went to see the show in person!?)
As soon as the show was over, these fine gentlemen were kind enough to come out and mingle with their fans. I admit I did feel slightly odd looking them in the face after having stared at their junk for an hour, but I got over that as soon as they asked us if we wanted to pose for a picture with them :)
Oh, Puppetry of the Penis men, thank you for a wonderful evening. My life has been forever enriched by your show.