Well, many urban legends are around because people want to hear them. I think that if something like that happened to someone in my family, I might want to take the perpetrator for a walk. I know it is not nice to think that way, but rape isn't nice, either. It's an interesting phenomena (urban legends), and many of them seem to satisify a cry for 'real' justice from people. I'm reminded of the rapist who was caught and taken to a carpentry workshop. His testes were put into a vise, and the vice was closed sufficiently so he could not escape. The fellow who had put the guy there then picked up a hacksaw. The rapist's eyes went wide and he screamed, "You're gonna cut my b@lls off!" to which the fellow said, "No, I'm cutting the handle off the vise, giving you a razor knife, and then I'm lighting the workshop on fire. You will be cutting your own b@lls off."