I’m going to trash up this blog up a little bit. This post is exactly what you think it is about. Penises and sex in general are the topic of discussion lately and Sarayana have faced (no pun intended) several interesting penises in the last few months. Let’s remember that both of us have not seen too many, but one of us has seen more than her fair share lately. All different shapes and sizes…I still haven’t learned if size matters, but I will this week (I hope).
I’ve also learned that height, shoe size, hand size and all those myths mean nothing. Don’t count on those.
Well, I was going to describe my penises, but decided that is probably not very interesting to anyone else but me and maybe my Sarayana counterpart. Since pretty much everybody thinks sex is interesting, I leave you with three things:
1. A quote from Seinfeld last night (the episode where I had to explain to my mother what a Ménage à trois was). Jerry: Don’t you know what it means to become an orgy guy? It changes everything. I’d have to dress different. I’d have to act different. I’d have to grow a moustache and get all kinds of robes and lotions and I’d need a new bedspread and new curtains. I’d have to get thick carpeting and weirdo lighting. I’d have to get new friends. I’d have to get orgy friends. … No, I’m not ready for it.
2. “Flaccidity” is the word of the month…
3. Intel Corp. survey: Nearly 1/2 of all women and 1/3 of men prefer the Internet to sex. Sadly, I kind of agree. I could go 2 weeks without sex, but never without internet. It’s not better, just more of a necessity.
