pinkhairthing

I was reading this book by Martin Amis a few weeks ago, and there was a pretty gross phrase that was also wildly memorable, and I keep thinking of it, and getting the willies, then sort of giggling uncontrollably at my desk. This phrase is not for the squeamish, nor the sexually prudish. Here goes. The narrator was describing his attempt to have intercourse with a 42 year old virgin spinster, which episode was complicated by his own chronic impotence. "It was like trying to get a raw oyster into a parking meter."
Brrrgrrh...heeheeheeheeheeheehee...