Before anyone even got to see any real live penises, the bar was already full of them. Between the cartoon penises happily smiling on the walls, the penis shaped straws and cups and the “penis coladas” it felt something like a strange bachelorette party. But no, this was not just an excuse to day drink and gawk at some small peckers – there was real intention and showmanship involved. Small penises, big personalities.
Concerned about her privacy, she declined to provide the information, prompting the clerk to remark that no one had ever refused before. The clerk called the manager, who showed irritation. Davis asked for her receipt back, the manager refused, so she took it herself. An argument ensued. The manager locked the store’s door and demanded it back. “It was absolutely insane.