It's usually a little Ovarian-Centric here at Casa Petunia Face, so today I would like to turn toward the fairer sex and grant you with this: "Nuts! It's Nuts Monday!" (Don't worry, this will not be a weekly event. I just don't have much to say today and I've noticed that when men have nothing to say they inevitably stick their hands down their pants to play with their balls. At least that's what I think they're doing. Who knows? Maybe I'd play with my ovaries should I be able to reach them. But I digress, glassy-eyed and vacant, one hand on my invisible gonads.) First off we have the zexy boys from Flight of the Conchords with Sugar Lumps:
And because no testicular humor is complete without the holiday classic, "Schweaty Balls," I also give you this, my all-time personal fave EVER (and quite possibly excuses Alec Baldwin with later calling his daughter a lazy pig, because could a man with this comic dead-pan really be that cruel? Yes? Oh. Well, here are his Schweaty Balls nonetheless):
So there you go. Nuts, it's Monday.