After the NY Post headline of, “Boner Found Dead in Canada” (has nothing to do with the big hockey loss) , Kat’s blog about the penis, and the recent fire here at S.B. Cox, I thought it was only right that I post my own tribute to dick.
No wait. Not THAT Dick!
No, not that one either.
Ah, close enough.
First let me say, I know several people are mourning the loss of Boner, which is WAY more appealing than losing the morning boner, if you know what I’m saying – and I think you do.
All joking aside, we recently had an entire building of Cox on fire here in the greater Richmond area. I wonder if there were any female fire fighters present, and if so, did they weep? I would have.
Kat’s blog will tell you what men really want out of a blow job. It made me happy to see that she’s writing again. You know, someone once tried to make me dislike Kat, saying that all she was doing was stealing my blogging style. Or maybe it was my blogs. I can’t remember. BUT, I did not ever have the corner on writing about sex. It’s not like I invented blogging about sex. That woman was a moron. As you can see, the little annoyance that tried to keep me from liking Kat failed miserably.
Now, what can I say about the Almighty Wiener? I know, I’ll tell you my favorite feature of it. I like the part of the head that forms a V. It reminds me of the fake feathered hair on Fisher Price Little People. Look at “Mom’s” hair.
It makes me want to nestle my tongue in it and dream I’m licking Farrah Fawcett’s forehead.
You know what part I’m talking about. The part that makes a man go ga-ga when you flick your tongue over it. Hell, it probably makes Gaga do the same, *if* she has a wiener.
In celebration of my favorite v-shaped erotic cranny, I’m going to investigate my OWN erotic cranny. You know the one – it’s sometimes called, “The Y”.