I just got back to Chicago from vacation in sunny
San Diego so naturally I hate everyone and everything. However, I did
have a great time so it was worth the current state of hypothermia I am
experiencing.
I made it my personal mission to visit every beach
within 50 miles, including one that happened to be a nude beach. While I
was aware that Black’s Beach had a nude side, I did not think it was the one
closest to the parking lot after hiking down the path. Imagine my surprise when
I reached the bottom and was greeted by a man wearing nothing but sunglasses and
a smile.
My friend and I found a spot a respectable distance
from any given sun bathing naked man and laid out to work on our tans.
Within minutes I realized it was impossible to do anything besides stare
directly at every single penis passing by no matter how horrifying.
I haven’t had nightmares like that since sister of
the year let me watch “The Exorcist” when I was eight…
Most of said men were old so I’m sure they no
longer gave a fuck what they looked like, however there were several guys of
all ages, shapes, and um, sizes who didn’t seem to care as well. One young guy
in particular set up shop no more then ten feet away from us and proceeded to
lie out a la Burt Reynolds on that bear skin rug.
While “Burt” presented himself, another older gentleman
paced up and down the beach making the women feel uncomfortable and the men
feel inadequate.
My friend and I began to discuss the obvious, and
we both agreed that neither of us would bang him with each other’s vagina. He
seemed to think he was doing the world a favor by showing it off, but really he
just scarred me and my friend for life… and probably both halves of any woman
who has ever slept with him.
We got into the discussion of which is worse: a
small dick or an extra large one? And since my mother doesn’t read this blog,
let’s talk about penises!
According to a study my friends and I have
unknowingly been working on for years, penis size does matter, but not in the
way you would obviously think.
I know most women will instantly jump for/on the
excessive one, but the truth is, there is such a thing as TOO big.
Sleeping with a guy with an enormous penis is like getting tattooed: It’s going
to hurt, you will probably need ibuprofen and a bottle of Jack, and it may take
several attempts (if you decide to even finish).
There is definitely a line (which the dude on the
beach could have drawn in the sand) between big and practical joke big, and
trust me, if Ron Jeremy there was your boyfriend, you would spend less time
laughing, and more time icing your lady parts.
Now what about the latter? Ladies, we all know a
tiny wiener is less fun to play with, but if you really like a guy and he is really
good with his other body parts, I feel as if most of us are willing to make
an exception….at least for the duration of the relationship because we all know
the minute you two break up you will refer to him as “Tiny Tim” and laugh with
your friends.
I happened to date the Guinness World Record holder
for World’s Smallest Dick back in college, and he is currently married to a
pretty hot chick while beach penis wasn’t wearing a ring (I checked because I
actually felt sorry for his possible wife). Coincidence? I think not.
Personally, I would rather my man be average and
experienced (and have my vagina stay intact) than huge and completely useless.
After all it’s the motion in the ocean, and no one needs a Tsumani fucking up
their (sand)box.
Tiny Tim, you say?
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