10% NSFW. 100% Japanese.
The word “Japanese” can be pretty volatile. I mean, hypothetically, a person will make a name for him or herself in some outrageous act, sometimes pretending it’s a “talent.” But when it’s a Japanese person, the general reaction becomes, “Oh. Sure. Those crazy fucks. Not surprised.” …which in turn makes it hard for me to be a cultural pundit. Forces me to be less a dignitary than The Apologist.
“No no, it’s crazy. This is NOT like, Japanese”
“People don’t buy dirty underwear in vending machines. I swear. It’s just this one part of Tokyo…ugh, ok, SOME people buy it but it’s not like buying soda or anything.”
“Those two chicks and their cup are not Japanese! This isn’t some businessman fetish, really!”
“I’m sorry Takeru Kobayashi can eat more hot dogs than your God-fearing obese American.”
“Really, this is NOT normal…
I HAVE NO IDEA WHY THEY HAVE MASTURBATE-A-THONS.”
C’mon. This could have been anyone, anywhere. I bet you dollars to nuts (ahem) there’s a Gland-a-thon taking place right this second in some Berlin basement; a 5k pump for Breast Cancer Awareness somewhere in Spokane… oh who’m I kidding. Yes…
The winner is Japanese.
huzzah…