This is another in a series of wiener-related articles in which I'll lay out the truth about issues regarding my wiener. What is my wiener? It's the wiener attached to me, CapAp. And my wiener won't need citations or quotes or authority figures to back it up. You'll just know when you read it - it's my wiener.
My wiener is awesome. It's big and long and I'm really good with it. Ladies (and dudes) across the planet have been wowed by my wiener, time and time again. In many third-world nations, my wiener is the subject of folk tales passed from generation to generation. And in most civilized countries, you can find at least one giant phallic monument dedicated to the memory of my wiener.
Some people like to front like they're not fans of my weiner. They're just jealous. At night, talking in their sleep, you can bet that their thoughts and conversation turn time and time again to, you guessed it, my weiner.
My weiner isn't for everyone. The weak-willed and obstinate among you might just not "get" my weiner yet. My weiner can be viewed as setting the bar for the next level of human evolution - and that's why it's my wiener.
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I will now quote from DaVinci' Notebook
Whenever life gets you down Keeps you wearing a frown And the gravy train has left you behind And when you're all out of hope Down at the end of your rope And nobody's there to throw you a line
If you ever get so low that you don't know which way to go Come on and take a walk in my shoes Never worry bout a thing Got the world on a string Cus I've got the cure for all of my blues (all of his blues)
I take a look at my enormous penis And my troubles start a-meltin' away I take a look at my enormous penis And the happy times are coming to stay
I got a sing and a dance when I glance in my pants And the feeling's like a sunshiney day I take a look at my enormous pe-e-e-nis And everything is goin' my way
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Everybody I take a look at my enormous penis And my troubles start a-meltin' away I take a look at my enormous penis And the happy times are coming to stay
I got great big amounts in the place where it counts And the feeling's like a sunshiney day I take a look at my enormous penis And everything is goin' my way (my trouser monster) Everything is going' my way (my meat is murder) Everything is goin' my way (size doesn't matter) Everything is goin' my waaaaaay yummmm
"Come on! Come on! Come and get it, baby! Come on! I don't got all day! Come on! Come on! Come on you bastard! Come on, you too! Oh, you want some of this? "
"Isn't it awfully nice to have a penis, Isn't it frightfully good to have a dong? It's swell to have a stiffy, It's divine to own a dick, From the tiniest little tadger To the world's biggest prick.
So three cheers for your Willy or John Thomas, Hooray for your one eyed trouser snake, Your piece of pork, your wife's best friend, Your Percy or your cock, You can wrap it up in ribbons, You can slip it in your sock, But don't take it out in public Or they will stick you in the dock, And you won't come back."
I'm sorry, but it is not possible to have a big 'wiener'. A wiener is by definition small. But look at the bright side, at least you always have a hand free.
You make a good point. How big would it have to be before it's actually big. Like if you saw a weiner for the first time, with no context or past experience, how big would it have to be before you classify it as something large?