Hey kids, it’s Mr Balls! Please form an orderly queue and wait your turn for a big hug and a picture with this giant, buck-toothed, buck-eyed ball sack covered in disgusting pubes.

I’m not sure I get the correlation between young kids larking around with giant ball bags and raising awareness of testicular cancer, but then again I’m not Brazilian non-profit organisation Associacao de Assistencia as Pessoas com Cancer, so what do I know?

If I had met Mr Balls when I was a young lad, I think he’d probably make me wish I didn’t have balls. If I was a young girl I’d probably be so horrified I’d never want to see a real pair of balls in my life.

Turns out they love Mr Balls in Brazil. Guess we should be glad there’s no mascot for rectal cancer…