If I took a little more time to think about it, I might have a little more compassion. But I’m in a bit of a hurry, so what you get is what you get.
You always hoped you were average? Does this apply to all segments of your life and your characteristics? Doesn’t seem like a great thing to aim for, if you ask me.
So you’ve got a pee-wee wee-wee. And? How is anyone supposed to make you feel better about this? Especially after your girlfriend has given the thumbs up! “Aww, it’s ok little fella. It may be small but it’s awfully cute!” Really. What do you want?
Whatever are you going to do when you realize that there are other people that make more money than you; that are taller than you; that are better at Pinochle; that can type faster? Whatever will you do when you find out that you’re somewhat less than average at math, or reading speed, or computer skills?
This is different? How? You haven’t put enough effort into embiggening it? You want someone to make you accept it? Fine. You hereby and hereafter accept that your penis is slightly below “average” size. I must ask, though, what kind of average. Mean, probably. Which doesn’t matter anyway. Are you below median? 'Cause guys like Long Dong and Mockingbird really skew the mean.
As an endnote, you wanna talk below average? All this is coming from a guy 5’5.5". That’s right…5’5.5". Not even five-six. Then again, I don’t have a pee-wee wee-wee, so I guess I’m not that bad off.