Wellll? This sort of reminds me of the old joke: A guy goes to a psychiatrist and spends the first hour of evaluation being shown Rorschach ink blots and asked what he sees there. He sees various sexual things in all of them. At the end of the session, as he walks out, he asks the therapist, “Hey, Doc, can I have those dirty pictures?”
Wellll? This sort of reminds me of the old joke: A guy goes to a psychiatrist and spends the first hour of evaluation being shown Rorschach ink blots and asked what he sees there. He sees various sexual things in all of them. At the end of the session, as he walks out, he asks the therapist, “Hey, Doc, can I have those dirty pictures?”
Occam
Yeah, the version of that joke, that I heard goes like this:
A psychologist gives a guy a Rorshach. Invariably the subject sees something sexual in every ink blot. Afterwards, the psychologist says to the guy “I am afraid that you have a sexual obsession.” The guy says “ME!?. but Doc, YOU’RE the one showing me all the dirty pictures!”
I get these kinds of complaints from clients all the time. Some of them will even see an “i” as phallic. Never had anyone telling me that they found a vagina in my design, though.
I get these kinds of complaints from clients all the time. Some of them will even see an “i” as phallic. Never had anyone telling me that they found a vagina in my design, though.
I hope you didn’t think I was referencing you when I said “More like George O’Cock”. I was just trying to make a humorous reply to the mention of Georgia O’Keefe…. But, then again, I haven’t seen your designs.
I get these kinds of complaints from clients all the time. Some of them will even see an “i” as phallic. Never had anyone telling me that they found a vagina in my design, though.
Your comment reminds me of something I saw about twenty years ago. My oldest stepson was getting married to a Catholic girl and it was a fancy wedding in a recently built Catholic church.
As I sat there among many others, I stared at the very large wooden paneling behind the alter. The panels showed the wood grain quite clearly. The two center panels had obviously been carefully sliced from one piece of wood making them mirror images. A dark strip of grain from each panel ran down ten jogged about a foot away from the central line, then back again.
I couldn’t help pointing out how much it duplicated the outline of the human vaginal opening. My wife and seat mates commented that I had ruined the service for them, because they couldn’t listen to it while staring at the six foot long vaginal representation at the front of the Catholic church.
Back in old days we just looked at clouds to find faces
Or that huge tree in the backyard, that would stare through the window at me as I was trying to fall asleep
(lots of faces in that sucker).
Don’t know about the porn… but with a few tweaks, bet they can do that too
I couldn’t help pointing out how much it duplicated the outline of the human vaginal opening. My wife and seat mates commented that I had ruined the service for them, because they couldn’t listen to it while staring at the six foot long vaginal representation at the front of the Catholic church.
Occam
