Wednesday 17 August 2011

Does this look swollen?

Funny thing about being a married guy my age, I no longer have to play the field in search for the almighty bush. According to a recent survey, i just made up, men think about sex every seven, wait, I was thinking about sex, seconds. A lot has changed in the age of information. Now-a-days, a horny man or woman only needs to go online to one of the plethora of  sites vying to put two peoples naughty parts together. Getting laid now is as easy as logging into your email account.
  For the people that still like the thrill of the hunt, the game is even more complicated. After desperate horny  glances are exchanged, the question  " Are you on Facebook?" always pops up. The act of "creeping" online is, by most people in the dating pool, considered a second date. Doing this, you can find out your preys likes and dislikes, giving you something to talk about on your next date. Of coarse this is all proceeded by the ubiquitous sexts and racy photos.
   Since when is it considered OK to send a veritable stranger  a picture of your junk?  Almost as if to say        " Hey, what do you think of this?". A risky maneuver if there ever was one.  Sending an example of your trouser trout to your next hook up can be a double edged sword. It lacks the 4D elements that you need to actually find out if you and your  prospective mate are compatible. On the other hand, sending a cock/bush pic does have its advantages. For one thing, a huge piece might be heroic in size but equally heroic in stench.The same can be said of a nice looking gash, all groomed and vagazzeled. Who knows if its seen more bell ends than weekends, leaving it all roast beef sandwich-y.
 But I digress. My point, if I even have one is that sending or receiving a saucy picture is a lot like sneaking into your parents closet and opening your Christmas presents in July. You're still happy to get it but the thrill of unwrapping a mystery is gone.
Unless you're one of those poor uncircumcised souls. In that case give the unsuspecting intended recipient a heads up of what your packing. That shits just gross.
Keep it in your pants kids.

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