LET'S GET PHYSICAL
One of the great parts of being young is the opportunity to feed a seemingly endless sense of wonder. Everything is exciting and new (especially the Love Boat). And of the many wonders of youth, there's one that I believe is fairly universal — growing up around at least one kid who could contort his/her arms into some impossibly disgusting pretzel-like knot. "Hey Flex," (that was our guy's name), "do that thing with your shoulder." Flex would lock his hands behind his back and jerk them over his head without breaking the seal. It was freakishly astonishing. Flex could also do this thing where he could bend his thumb back (at the wrist) and touch his arm. It was never confirmed if Flex could suck his own dick. Like I said, we were young and curious. That query was inevitable.
Albert Omoss is an incredibly talented visual artist who clearly grew up around a lot of people like Flex and probably spent way too much time in 2005 replaying Chris Cunningham's epic "Rubber Johnny." Get lost over at his website and spend a few moments and just look at how hypnotizing this fucking thing is.