It a bird! No, its a plane! No, Its a cascading tower of phalluses -YEAH!!

"What is that?!" you may be asking, as inquiring minds often want to know. Well, silly, its how we Koreans celebrate your 'celebration' (aka birthday) at the night club. Oh what a feast for the eyes, boys and girls. And what a special, special way to say to someone 'Happy Birthday, you are very special' 

   I am not sure how this all happened for besides the speed of the event itself I believe there were a few to a plethora of sojus pumping through my veins by this time. I know we were out at a club- yes, yes, I am sure of it. Surrounded by my boss and coworkers and the guest of honor- Heather Head Teacher, birthday girl. All of the sudden out of no where, it seemed like ten well dressed men in white coats and excessive ear phone pieces where surrounding our table. They were moving about us like trapeze artists, swinging in and dropping a tray of glasses here, another layer of glasses there. A few ajjosshis appeared in front of us and began to bend cloth napkins like they were making balloon animals. They were making penises!!! I was in speechless awe. This process was to beautiful for words. Each phallus was completed and flawlessly dropped on the glass tower in front of us. Finally the crown of the tower was made by who appeared to me be the head ajjosshi napkin phallus maker. This was the largest, biggest, king of all phalluses and placed at the top of her birthday tower. The music went off and the spotlights went on directed directly at Heather and her Tower 'o' Phalli. The DJ shouted something over the loudspeakers which I can only assume said something to the effect of  happy birthday to the foreigner. The whole club sang happy birthday and then the head ajjosshi grabbed the King Phallus and handed it to the birthday girl. He then with dancer-like prowess placed two tiny shot glasses on top of the tower. He took a bottle of sparkling something from under his arm, gave it a good shake, popped it open in a way the cork was never to have been found and then began to shower the entire bottle over the Penis tower in front of us. Ambery bubbles cascaded down the layers glassware  in front of us, it was like a magical penis fountain! He emptied the bottle with in seconds and then swept up the two shot glasses the sat full to the brim upon the top of the mighty tower. He handed one to the birthday girl and one to myself (I had the utmost privilege of sitting right next to Heather.) With the spotlights on us in an entirely otherwise dark night club, we locked arms as in the traditional marriage toast and we shot her birthday champagne. It was by far one of the best moments of my life.