Just what I want on my wall to look at every single day: naked clown nads.
For what is undoubtedly a worthy cause (fighting multiple sclerosis), the clowns of the Clown Conservatory, class of 2008, issued forth their "Naked Clown Calendar," thus reinforcing the primal terror that Stephen King tapped into with It (now being remade). That there feller to the left is Mr. May. I'd advise not clicking on the popup. In this case, "smaller" is "better."
In art, there used to be a concept that was discussed, which was the difference between "naked" and "nude," and I think the clown calendar illustrates this nicely. Nude - nobody minds looking at it. Naked? PLEASE put on your clown suit, or we'll just send you straight to the death chamber now before you advance to the inevitable serial murder and clown painting stage.
Everyone, it seems, at least in the western world, has gone to making naked calendars - either for charitable purposes or for "fun," as Der Spiegel puts it. Meine augen!!!!! Wo bist das lange Unterkleidung?
This is for a German University, to show students "in their natural environment." Can't you tell? It looks like der Staubli, whatever it is, is either butt-warmer or something ever so much larger and more personal. No offense, she looks like a nice girl and all, but . . .
This is a whole website of it (note - many broken links). They've spread faster than swine flu.
In fact, these naked fundraising calendars have become so common that now, the opposite trend has begun, with highly-clothed models - or lolcats. I was going to say this is going to be one of my best posts ever, but since some of the sights I've seen not depicted here (believe it or not - Mr. May is far from the worst) are etched forever in my brain, I am not entire sure that it was worth it.