I love fruit, but I hate when it gets bruised (we all do, I know). So what happens when they make the perfect invention, but it's so phallic that you can't go out in public with it? Do you use it with pride and show it off in the break room? Do you pack it in the kids lunchbox? Or do you just stare at it and wonder where the batteries go? Um, yeah - and why is it ribbed again? If this doesn't start your Monday off right, I don't know what will! Available at the MoMa store (of all places ;)
Via Boing Boing
