Not one, but two mammouth pink monster pricks + one eager rose bud = kid in candy store-- Disney's Grand Floridian hotel actually, where I literally stumbled across this remarkably graphic double penetration carpet.
It's an odd thing indeed to trudge off to an exclusive Disney owned resort (via complimentary Disney shuttle bus no less) explicitly to grab a late night drink. I half expected the friendly "cast member" bar tender to axe the liquor all together and serve me simple syrup with a cherry on top instead. Boy was I wrong. Best Rusty Nail ever! An avid scotch drinker, Walt would be proud.