Anti-masturbatory restaurant?

You know, St. Mark’s–especially between 1st and 3rd avenues–really exemplifies the height of East Village class.  I spotted this yesterday in front of a restaurant:


(Sigh)  I don’t know if I should be ashamed for finding this hilarious.  Those boxing gloves must really chafe.  Hm… I like the placement of the ellipsis, also.