It's like a Moebius strip, there's no back or front to his lower body. There's a plain that runs up one leg, swoops across the crotch and down and around the back leg - there's no definition. I suppose it all springs from the sticky issue of imaginary penises. No one wants to mess with Yeti junk.
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