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girded

have we not yet reached the saturation point yet with the penile enlargement pitches? i know this trend is lamented across the binary landscape of the internet, but do i really need to get 20+ of these things per day? is there some point after about 50,000 e-mails where eventually a person breaks down under the cross exam and cries out "you're right, i'm sorry! i've been living a lie! i am woefully inadequate!" and then sobs quietly to themselves as they order up the cream, gel, herb or pill du jour? sorry to sound like a bad stand up routine, but we all know they don't work, otherwise we'd have become a society of lumbering Ron Jeremys long ago.

i'm going to extrapolate on shawn's post from earlier this week and say that it's about time that we as a society stopped worshipping at the altar of cock size given that the individual has no control over it. perhaps it's time to rise up (heh) as one and declare "i'm comfortable with the size of my member, even if prudish social mores compel to me to refer to it as a 'member'!" that'll show 'em. after all, those breast enlargement creams from yesteryear have all disappeared and breast size is no longer a stronghold of insecurity. what's that? they haven't? oh for god sakes, people.

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