“How do you define tiny??”
One lady told me about her old boyfriend & she defined tiny penis as one that ’ takes a long time to find ’
I sincerely hope that everyone has a flexible tongue…I mean, unless they’ve got tongue cramps or something. It’d be kinda difficult to talk with a tongue that didn’t flex.
Well Duke, can you tie a cherry stem in a knot with your tongue?
Ooh, ooh! I can, I can! Wait a second… I’m a girl.
Wait a second, that’s still good. Err. Um. What I meant to say was…
I second what somebody else said. If I’m gonna have sex with any guy, it’ll be because i’m hot for him, not because he’s telling me how big his johnson is. If he’s bragging, then he’s not likely to get me interested anyways, so it won’t get that far.
For reference, and for what it’s worth, the standard US paper currency in six inches in length. I suspect that some of these eight inch claims my be made by the measurement impaired. A whole new take on putting your money where your mouth is. :o :eek:
Well… I can. 
Me, too. I don’t know how useful that is, though. Got something that needs to be tied?
I have a friend who constantly talks about his penis. How he can’t do this, or how he can’t do that because his penis would get in the way.
What she said. I do not see the advantage of a large penis, give me average any day.
Oh really? 
Not per-se, but it’s the standard test of lingual dexterity. If you can do that, there are plenty of other things that you can do that might later get described as “inspired”, “exquisite”, or “divine”.
The fact that he lied about anything would be a deal breaker.
If Mr. Big claims a PC of 48, how are we to intrepret it?
8 by 6, 12 by 4 or 3 by 16.
Aww…you’re going to make all the people with big pee pees feel so sad they’ll need the support of a group like the Large Penis Support Group.
This reminds me of David Ruben in his book from the 70’s: EVERYTHING YOU WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT SEX BUT WERE AFRAID TO ASK, someone asked, ‘How big should a man’s penis be?’ He said ‘big enough to deposit semen in the vagina without spilling’.
I do that all the time.
Dang, how come I don’t have women fawning all over me? 
Try keeping the pants zipped up until they have approached you.
48 by 1? 1 by 48?
I dont know, the guys at MIT havent gotten back to me yet. You think they will?
It’s a trick, ya know. Penn and Teller uncovered “the truth” about that in How to Play with Your Food.
So, technically, yes. Unless I’d just suffered some ungodly incident and had it in a splint. My tongue, I mean.