I've been thinking a lot about dicks today. Mainly of the penile variety, but dicks in general have been on my mind what with the recent spate of trolls on Date Machine.
The possibilities of, the use of, the general appeal of dicks.
And it occurred to me that I never encountered a small dick before I moved to America.
I'd met quite a few dicks in England. Maybe not as many as my blog persona suggests, but certainly in the double digits and all of them had been at least 6" long and quite thick. I am casting my mind back over them and it's true. All were a nice chunk of meat.
And then I moved to America.
Now, with one notable exception* which is by far the biggest and thickest one I've ever had the pleasure of sitting on, several of them have been quite tiny.
Why is that do you think?
It has nothing to do with race because the dicks that I have encountered have belonged to a variety of ethnicities but some have been conspicuous by their stature. or lack thereof.
I have a theory about this: Maybe it's the Puritans. The reason they came here because they had little dicks and they were sick of being ridiculed and so they made up an adjunct to a religion and pretended that they didn't like sex And maybe small genitalia is hereditary.
Just a thought.
It's not even as if I need a big dick because I happen to have a gloriously snug snatch - I even have that on medical authority - but it's the visual effect as much as anything. Big dicks just seem more manly somehow.
This brought to you by a woman preoccupied with dicks today and wondering how many times I can write it in one blog post.
* To further prove my theory that you American men are underendowed, that big one I mentioned was encountered in New York, but belonged to an English man. My people's men have big dicks. As is clear from today's trolls, your people are dicks.
Vive la difference