Okay, so you’re a male.
And you’ve got a penis. And something’s wrong with it. Either it’s
or just too damn bizarre for public consumption. I get that. I even have sympathy for that, even though I’m afflicted with none of the above.
But see, there’s this part of the brain that tells you when you shouldn’t say something before an audience of thousands. And since that part of your brain obviously isn’t firing the right electrical synapse, I’m here to tell you to leave your dick out of this.
It’s easy, you see? If you have problems with your johnson, just keep it to yourself. Or better yet, consult a doctor. And not one here at the SDMB, either. I mean a real-live doctor, one that can poke and prod your penis for problems. Maybe insert a Q-Tip, or draw some blood. Possibly prescribe a pill for your penis problems. Something. Anything.
I’m not a penis expert. I wasn’t issued an owner’s manual or anything. If something goes wrong with my prick, I go ask someone with the proper credential to inform me if this is something to worried about.
Furthermore, if I’m proud of my penis, I don’t start a thread, either. I’m happy you’re happy. Now keep it to yourself, you dick-waving weirdos.
So in the future, I’ll thank all of you to keep your dick diatribes to a damned dull din.