Case from life: it was necessary to move the phalloimiter from point A to point B (don't ask why), well, I put it in the simplest black bag, trusted its blackness, I carry it, I stood on the light, here I catch the look of the guy nearby, he turns red, smiles. I turn my eyes down, onto my bag, and his sun in the back is so picturesque, and naturally there the cock can be seen. And I stand so proud of the fox on this light, and I know that if I start to confuse and hide, I will only attract even more attention. It was an unforgettable feeling, I felt at least a Lady Gaga of a local scale at the level of epatage.