I hate crude humor, with very few exceptions. And today I found one of those few exceptions and I laughed harder than I have in six months.
I think what I generally dislike about crude humor is not its crudity but its sheer laziness. Why would a kick to the groin or a loud fart or a belch provoke hilarity in and of itself? There is nothing creative or surprising about them, and for me humor requires creativity and surprise.
And then along comes this masterpiece, and a penis wins a wrestling match...
The man with the masterful manhood gives a fantastic and intelligent interview describing his character and how this wrestling move came to be.