But this was the highlight when I first went. The gents with life size images of women pointing in admiration or derision toward your wedding tackle as you let one lose. It's funny. And it's a laugh seeing some guy walk in who's too engrossed in whatever to notice until he's got it out and happens to look up. It feels like the ladies are behind a window about two feet away enjoying a look at the array of shlongs - and not being shy about a laugh at little guys.
Maybe it's just me, but I can't see this in New York or London. Czechs have a pretty amusing, earthy humor that easily encompasses sex, death, and all the bodily functions.