I, for one, appreciate the humor in the photo. What is he holding in front of his . . . uh . . . *package?
At the end of the article, we’re treated to a little vignette of an adult having sex with a ten-year-old. I could have done without that.
What if you’re Popeye?
Then your SO very likely has a budding vicodin addiction.
This is your dick.
This is your dick on spinach.
Was anyone else disturbed by the fact that the background music on his website was “All That Jazz”?
Yikes.
He’s holding a gift box with a bow wrapped around it.
And I wish I could see that site, it says he has exceeded his bandwidth for the month. :o
I did a search on his name, the second link had a photograph.
I bet he never gets any. No WAY is that thing coming anywhere near me, I don’t know about the rest of you girls!
Oh hell, how do you even masturbate with something like that?
“Hi there! I’m Jonah Falcon, and I’m here to tell you about the new, improved Tug-Ahoy…”
Hmmmm this guy is part of a fraternity of people known just for their dick size which include John Holmes and that little troll, Ron Jeremy.
anyone notice that extraordinarily large dick sizes tends to suck the good genes away from having a nice body or a decent looking face.
of course that just the penis envy talking…
as for the question, how do you masterbate with a monster like that?
a Craftsman 35 gal 5 hp wet-dry vacuum cleaner comes to mind. Of course he has to get bigger attachments.
As per Glory’s suggestion, I did a search and found the full-naked photo of JF holding his weeney next to his forearm.
Oh my God! He looks like a young (and very happy) Newt Gingrich in that shot. Am I right?
Many of the things in this old thread actually apply to this guy…
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?s=&threadid=19152
I was more amused by Michael Musto’s (of the Village Voice) note from that site. It’s interesting how much fatter he is in the RS photo than in that forearm pic a few years ago.
also
<python>
“She turned me into a newt!”
“Wot?”
“She turned me into a newt.”
“What’s with the massive dong, then?”
…pause…
“Got better.”
No way I would let that guy near me. I don’t think I need a hysterectomy at this time, thankyouverymuch.
Love the trivia quiz:
There’s something to be proud of, right there…
Nah, it’s really not that bad.
By employing a well-lubricated bunt-cake mold.