Gaudi Would Have Been Proud?

On my way into town for groceries this afternoon (and believe me, if you want the good stuff, you gotta be there before noon, so I was very late) I saw two boys on the beach, buried up to their chest in wet sand. They both dipped into the silky sand, soupy from the waves that barely reached it, and poured it over their groin, creating a magnificently baroque, Gaudi-esque sand phallus.

It made me laugh.

Why are some things so universal?