After pondering the ramifications of the last blog-post, I have come to realize that the new occupation of penis broker, made possible by the stellar work of the folks at the U of Stellenbosch, could lead to all sorts of unexpected hilarity.
So you're the penis broker, and a call comes in from Shanghai General; they're looking for a pecker.
"Well, all I got in the freezer at the moment is a ten inch black one..."
There is a moment of silence on the line.
Then, "that's not ideal... our transplant recipient is a five foot tall oriental gentleman, but if that's all you got, we'll take it."
Couple of years later, a Chinese dude nick-named "Blackie" is making a name for himself along the Shanghai night-club strip...
And Philippe Rushton is spinning in his grave.