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Now all those lonely japanese men will have something to rest their heads on when they get down.

I just don't get the Japanese. And I'm ok with that.

I give it a month before they come out with a smaller schoolgirl size. Then about another 3 hours before someone puts soiled panties on it.

Bring the noise.
Cheers.............

We fire-bombed half their nation into ash and then dropped two atomic bombs on them.  I blame a lot of their wierdness on that.

Those legs would be pretty uncomfortable on my bed.

Much like the real thing, unfortunately.

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I typed responses to this so many times, but in the end nothing seemed appropriate.

After their arcade game that involved shoving different tools into a synthetic anus to torture your boss, in-laws, exes, or etc. -- showing their facial expressions of discomfort on screen -- nothing out of this culture surprises me.

It's been a couple of years, but I believe this game was reviewed by Sean Baby and can be found on his website.

Thanks, that's one more thing to put in my "Why I hate Japanese culture" list. Kudos.

I don't necessarily see any inherent evil in the pillow, but that's when it strikes. A massive tentacle will stealthily reveal itself from the pillow's slightly parted thighs and find terrible ways to rape me.

Don't take my word for it; I saw it in a cartoon.

I'd like to think that it was created by a mad sociopath who was promptly shunned by the rest of his country, but the game was apparently very popular with the after-work crowd.  The photo of it I saw was of a business man decked out in a suit and tie, briefcase in one hand, and a large, strange object in the other.

Mommy didn't hug these people enough. Or too much. I can't really decide.

In the end, it does not really matter. Sick is sick.

It all started going downhill when they lost their samurai.

Yet the disembodied pair of legs doesn't particularly bother anyone, as they're fawning over the pantylines on the pillow's "backside".

However, you could pick quite a few things we have over here that makes us look far worse. Pocket pussies? The fleshlight? I'm sure there are a million western products that make the legpillow seem quite innocent.

"From the time people were kids, people have laid their heads on their mothers' laps to get their ears cleaned," he said. "This is made to be quite close to the real thing." (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/4092345.stm)

"Sure sexy come to my room. Hold on a sec, let me throw my disembodied synthetic arm pillow on the nightstand"

I think the difference is that such things are niche (? not sure if that's the word I want) in the western world. It's not something you put in a regular store-front for shoppers to see. It's a sexual thing, and when it comes to that it's much easier to be "out there" without crossing a line into batshit crazy. Besides, the country that makes dildos that look like dolls cannot possibly comment on the fleshlight.

EDIT: Just fixed some spelling.

While that may be true, and I certainly don't want to get into the underbelly of Japanese sexual toys/fetishes/etc (seriously, let's not - I know you're thinking about it right now - just stop), I don't think the fact that we hide certain things just barely out of plain view makes us much better than they are. People are really looking down upon another culture in this thread, and not to be a party pooper, I'm just here to say that we're not so much better.

It's not about being better, its about being weirder, and if we want to debate the sexual underbellies of who's culture is weirder I think discretion plays a large part in that.

(http://www.strw.leidenuniv.nl/~hsz/fun/Invention.jpg)

There's no need to say any more.

I want a noodle-fan and a butter stick damnit.

You could of at least linked them to the book (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0393313697/qid=1103450471/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i1_xgl14/104-6200778-8003952?v=glance&s=books&n=507846)

That noodle fan isn't such a bad idea.

Don't be daft. You lift the chopsticks, your hand shaking as you try and control them while supporting the awkward weight. You pince together on some noodles and lift them out of the piping hot soup. The fan blows onto the noodles, cooling them while simultaneously spitting boiling droplets of soup onto your left arm and the lighting technician adjacent to you.

Screaming in pain, you drop the chopsticks into the bowl, fan and all. The resulting splash is like the ejecta from a cometary impact. With a crotch full of boiling liquid, you jump up from the bench, forgetting how close behind you that they placed the backing board. You knock into the board, supported only by a couple of stage hands. Down comes the board with a crash, knocking the boom operator off his feet. The boom comes crashing down on the back of your skull like a slaughterhouse hammer.

If you could hold the chopsticks right, the fan points at the bowl and it seems to be weighted in the center. So any extra weight is at the noodles. But you were going for humor, right?

We pretty much ruined Japan with WW2.  I think only a return to empire can sort them out at this point.  Let them work their weirdness out with the occasional spree of invasions and mass beheadings.

It would certainly take the Koreans mind off nukes, and the chineese would stop trying to launch their unwanted population into space.

If we could get the mongols to make a comeback aswell it could make a really great event on pay per view.

This sounds like Inspector Clousseau eating soup.