While browsing through my junk mail this morning, I came across this gem:
Subject:"Guys with small dic'ks are pathetic!"
Ok, so what in the world would entice a person to click on this? Either you have a normal sized penis, and perhaps you snigger and agree while hitting delete, or you have a small penis, and you feel terrible. Your whole precarious sense of self-worth comes crashing down thanks to an email subject line. And your response? Click on it?!
Maybe our under-endowed friend is angry as he reads the subject. So he opens it, determined to respond with a scathing defense of the coolness of guys with small penises. And he finds this in the body of the email:
"Isn't it degrading, when they call your pen!s a "baby carrot"?
Don't let them laugh at you anymore! Use VPXL to get so needed extra inches for your stick!
Give it a try and teach them all a more appropriate definition of your new huge male meat!"
A baby carrot?! That's so cute! Ehh... What's up, doc?
"Your stick?" Are we in second grade? Because our vocabulary makes it seem like we are. Your "male meat?" I assume the female equivalent would be female meat, although I have no idea what that would mean. And this email gave me a whole new appreciation of the term "meat market." Now I know where the meat market fellows shop-- in their span folders. It's the meat market market. Poor guys think of themselves as meat, and measly meat at that. What is our society coming to?