I'm going to take my tackle - rope and baize - out into the country this summer (if we get a summer in Northern Ireland!) and into the middle of some forest or woods. I'll attach the rope to a sturdy branch, position the tripod and camera, and perform.
For my diminutive, pint-size physique, could I have the lowest hanging balls in Northern Ireland? Who knows...
The last time I was in Amsterdam, at the Showboat, a lady grabbed my balls and tried to put them in her mouth (which she couldn't manage). She had to suck one at a time.
Lowest hanging balls. They cannot believe it. I'm too coy to boast openly about it. The Ultimate Stretch.