this video cracks me up.
It reminds me of this old Sandra Boynton mug that was in our family for years (who has it now? I don't know, but I should be up for my turn at it, along with the abstract Maziarz painting my parents got as a wedding present. To me it's always been a furniture store. If you ever see the painting, you should be armed with the knowledge that I was nearsighted by age five).
Oh how I wish I could find a picture of the mug. It was purple and saturated with hippos fornicating in every possible configuration.
Wonder how much it would fetch on eBay? But really, I doubt we could ever part with it ...