It took some convincing, but I finally got myself to put a shirt on her.
This is also a test to see which server is more reliable, Freedom 2 surf (above) or freeservers (below).
If a woman is big enough to titty fuck a sky scraper i could never satisfy her. That gigantic woman would look at my cock and laugh. Come on shes a freaking giant she'd laugh at all our cocks. Isn't that depressing.
We women laugh at all of your's anyway. Well, except maybe a few porn star penii.
It's a cruel joke that the media doesn't tell you guys.
You should hear what we REALLY say to our friends. The male ego would become extinct if that were to come out.
We DO hear what women say to their friends about men. Have you noticed how desperate to believe it they look when they're saying it? :- ) Or what those bitches say about each other the second one leaves the room? Ya see, that's the problem, ladies: You sit about and shred men and laugh, and then you shred one other behind each other's backs. You're your own worst enemies. It's free entertainment.
Our members are too small? I beg to differ. Your vaginas are obviously too big. I mean, if a woman needs the penis of a porn star before she can have any fun in be, then she's definitely worthy of our pity...
Until she starts making penis jokes, at which point we get to laugh at her frustration. :D
This all reminds me of the mouse who was screwing a lioness - a joke she was putting up with since he had removed a thorn from her paw. The mouse was hidden under her tale humping away. A monkey in a tree saw this and as a joke tossed a fruit down, hitting the lioness on the head.
quote:We women laugh at all of your's anyway. Well, except maybe a few porn star penii. ....
We DO hear what women say ...
As I get older I become more convinced that size only matters sometimes. Lesbian friends have divulged that they prefer sex aids that have more in common with tongues and thumbs than rods. Straight women have complained about having to slurp on something the size of a broom handle. And at other times they seem to like the long stroke action and performance.
It is not a clear cut situation - do we have bigguns or don't we, or does it matter. If life gives you lemons, then stuff 'em up your ass, ride a bouncy ball around and have fun!
The crack about "ya mama" was also in jest. Here in the wilds of urban America, we have a game called "the Dozens" that fellows often play with their pals in an effort to 'one-up' one other with jocular yet somewhat off-colour remarks about the other fellow's mother. If you wish to investigate this shopworn, yet engaging pastime, I encourage you to pay a visit to any local saloon or barbeque restaurant in an African-American neighbourhood near you. This is where most 'Dozens' matches occur. To start up a game, simply enter the establishment and shout: "Lemme tell ya somethin' about ya mama!"