I graduated high school in Tempe AZ. There’s a bar I always visit when I go back called the Palo Verde Tavern. It’s a speakeasy in this modern age, barely legal. It’s infested with graffiti artists. At times, the paint fumes out back are so bad that I won’t even smoke dope there. Psycho art freaks with spray cans.

Anyway, Penis Man is one of those guys. I’ve seen his thing on the wall. I don’t remember shit other than that phrase.