At one time it was offering a lock of hair to the goddess Artemis..Now it's penis pasta. That's right, the woman's rite of passage to married life—manifesting these days as the Bachelorette Party— has taken on many forms through the years. But how did we get to phallic hats, pedaling a mobile bar through the streets of Nashville? Team LCB is on the case of the proliferating penisphernalia plaguing our streets!