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There is a bizarre yet hilarious trend sweeping the Internet. Bored college kids take a favorite media icon, doctor up some photos they snagged from other sites, add the words "Ate My Balls" to the end, and voila! Youve got an "Ate My Balls" homepage. No cultural object is safe. You name it, theyve eaten balls. Actors, actresses, TV and cartoon characters, politicians, music bands, and even video games have embraced cannibalism and espoused on their love of a tasty sweet nutsac. Some of my favorites are the variations, such as "Like, Alicia Silverstone Ate My Balls," "The Borg Assimilated My Balls," "Pope John Paul II Excommunicated My Balls" and "David Copperfield Made My Balls Disappear." Most pages have photos of their icons eating crudely drawn testicles and making witty remarks. Have I whetted your appetite yet? Visit http://members.tripod.com/~krazy_keith/Ballz.html for a huge list of pages of celebrities who literally like to "have a ball." What would make these kids do such a thing? Most of these pages are a strange kind of tribute to their object of affection. Maybe theyre meant to humanize celebrities, bring them more down-to-earth by having them munch genitalia. Many refer to themselves as fair-use parody sites, and therefore not subject to legal prosecution. Others cant stand their object of derision, and so make them do things they wouldnt do themselves (but constantly think about, obviously). Or maybe theyve drunk too much cheap beer. Whatever the reason, these pages are spreading faster than crabs at a swingers party. Its so bad theres a "Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon Ate My Balls" page. But I think theres more to this phenomenon than meets the eye. Does it seem to you that men talking about eating other guys balls are just a tad homoerotic? Forget the cannibalization part, though. Just saying youd let another man near enough to swallow your nuts sounds just a bit, well, queer. It seems to me that popular culture is littered with actions considered macho and straight but have a huge homosexual undercurrent flowing underneath. Professional sports, fraternities, and the armed forces are good examples. In the Army youre expected to work out, train, and shower with members of the same sex, not to mention share sleeping barracks with a whole bunch of them. Why do fraternities have all those paddles, hmm? And whats with all the patting of asses in football and baseball? Because they made a good play or did a good job? Someone patted my ass in Clementines this weekend, and it wasnt because I did a good job buying a beer (maybe it was because I made a good play, though). Yet when you mention the gay innuendoes, the straight world either draws a blank or gets offended. No surprise there. The other day I was watching the Cardinals game on TV. Scratch, adjust, spit. Repeat. You know, if those cups are so damn itchy, maybe they shouldnt wear them. Baseball must be the only show on prime time that actually shows men touching their crotches and gets away with it. Hell, they focus on it. Right before the pitch, the cameraman gets a close-up of the catchers box (literally), where the catchers signaling the pitcher by brushing his fingers against his package. Last time I saw action like that, Ryan Idol was sending a signal to Joey Stefano that certainly couldnt be misinterpreted as a curve ball. After the game I had to take a long shower. And then theres professional wrestling, an oxymoron if Ive ever heard one. Hunky, sweaty men in skimpy skin-tight suits grappling with each other trying to pin each other on the floor. Hello, where do I sign up? Even a dog show doesnt have as many noses buried into crotches. My favorite move is the Piledriver - its like a kinky 69. If Goldberg or Buff Bagwell wanted to eat your balls, would you say no? I sure as hell wouldn't! Besides the obvious eroticism, wrestling is similar to something else dear to gay mens hearts: drag shows. Theres more drama, upstaging, choreography, posing, illusions, and makeup at any WCW match than at the Miss Gay Missouri pageant. And the crowds at these wrestling matches just eat it all up. Yet they dont see the queer connection. The signal is being sent, but the meaning is being garbled in the transmission. Where do you draw the line between a good buddy that you snap towels with in the locker room, and a good buddy thats occasionally a fuck buddy? Well, the fuck part I guess. But you have to admit theres not much difference between a health club and a bathhouse. They both have lockers, a weight room, a sauna, a steam bath, and a hot tub. Some just work more muscles than the other. So straight people can go on eating each others balls in perfect naiveté. Its just another one of lifes little ironies. Having your balls eaten by another man doesnt make you gay. But damn, it sure doesnt hurt!
Im currently working on my own page, "Nobodys Eating My Balls, Unfortunately." Just humor me by e-mailing tlee3@ix.netcom.com or visit http://geocities.datacellar.net/WestHollywood/2555/fqm0.html.
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