... the names are changed to protect the wicked.
I sent this pic to a friend of mine as a kind of "pick me up" photo of things I appreciated seeing. And this is the resulting conversation.
Friend: Ah yes. Very pretty. Is that his cock? Is something over it? A snood or something? snicker. That doesn't look like a real dick to me but wouldn't it be nice?
Me: It's in a gold mesh penile baggie or some sort. makes dining out a whoooole lot more enticing if you get to take that home.
Friend: Oooh. A penis bag. Very hot. How'd you like to go to dinner with a guy who carried his dick in a baggie?
Me: I might worry that he'd leave it in the car to rot later.
Friend: LMAO!!!!!!! I once forgot a cantelope in my car. I was driving a big SUV at the time and it rolled under a seat. Couldn't figure out WHAT the FUCK that smell was until the car wash guys found it. They said it looked like a shrunken head. snort.
Me: OMGOSH!! Those things are FOUL when they rot. I do NOT have melon envy.
Friend: That was quite a few years ago. Took me awhile to buy cantelope again. LOL. Of course, the dick pouch wouldn't be quite so stinky.
Me: ARe you suuuuure?
Friend: Not totally. Would just depend on how clean the damn guy was.
Me: lol!! EWWWW.
Friend: snicker. Hopefully he isn't spewing in the damn thing. ewwwww
Me: or fermented and bursting.
Friend: I've had too many beers to talk about anything fermenting.
Because we all recognize that this is a serious conversation worth great thought. Those baggied penises can be a real problem.