Paul Fisher, and phallic fibreglass
Paul Fisher‘s newest board model is not gonna catch on like, say, the Dumpster Diver. His phallus-shaped chunk of fibreglass, while perhaps not overly attractive, actually kinda goes. Who’d have thunk? Fish’s use of his self-produced sex-house as soundtrack kinda brings another vibe to the, uh, piece too… just in time for Sydney Mardi Gras. […]
Paul Fisher‘s newest board model is not gonna catch on like, say, the Dumpster Diver. His phallus-shaped chunk of fibreglass, while perhaps not overly attractive, actually kinda goes. Who’d have thunk? Fish’s use of his self-produced sex-house as soundtrack kinda brings another vibe to the, uh, piece too… just in time for Sydney Mardi Gras.
“Day one on the dick? The thing fucking goes bananas, are you kidding me?” – Paul Fisher
File under: Surf Comedy
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