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We went to see a Damien Hirst exhibition. It was crap, and so Mr V snr started talking about the fire extinguisher in the corner of the gallery - how it was a red phallus thrusting into the female air - a clearly provocative symbol of the dominance of male sexuality and its intrisic blah bollocksy blah blah.
Within about five mins he had about six or seven people milling around him, nodding sagely and considering the fire extinguisher's form.
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Wed 25 Feb 2009, 17:35,
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Within about five mins he had about six or seven people milling around him, nodding sagely and considering the fire extinguisher's form.