Long before Jon Hamm got everyone hot and bothered by prancing around with his manhood unslung and swinging freely, there was Babe Ruth. The Bambino. The Sultan of Swat. The Ayatollah of Free Balling.
The General of the Commando Army.
Thanks to technology, we can not only zero in on incredibly crisp footage of Babe Ruth’s package and study it, we can watch a GIF of both his swings over and over and over. Until the end of time.
Of course, this being the age of internet tomfoolery, there’s a halfway decent chance the image was doctored. There’s a chance that isn’t even Babe Ruth’s real junk waving around.
The next logical question is, why the hell would anyone bother creating such an image? Don’t people have anything better to do?
The answer is no. No, people do not have anything better to do.
If the internet is capable of giving us something as silly as Doge, it’s capable of giving us a fake shot of Babe Ruth’s equipment flopping around in his pants. It’s capable of just about anything. As long as the anything is totally dumb and bizarrely fascinating.