FianceeUvBigGuy (imported) wrote: Wed Apr 02, 2008 8:44 am
OK! So I get home from the office AKA the Orifice, and find that the Great Limerick War has begun.
A gay guy who lived in Khartoum
Took a lesbian up to his room.
They argued all night
Over who had the right
To do what, and with which, and to whom.
About the original topic; I once asked Barry T. Eunuch if he'd considered having falsies implanted in his little baggie. It seemed to me that since he'd had himself snipped to relieve what he felt were "improper" urges and to assuage guilt over some events, that the absence of the real thing(s) was sufficient and that there was no need to be visually identifiable as a eunuch...sans pants, that is.
The response, as I recall, was that since he viewed his castration as partly punitive (his mother's influence...again!) then he must look like what he is...a eunuch, when exposed below the waist.
Well, based on VERY close observation, I doubt that he has enough of a baggie to implant more than two grapes anyway.
That little tidbit gave rise to a little fantasy. Read on...
Let's imagine that punitive castrations are commonplace. That being the case, each time a man is castrated for some offense (not necessarily just sexual misdeeds, either,) he is "exposed" to the view of the populace.
There are various ways his new condition could be made known to the general population. He might be castrated in a safe but public environment, perhaps in an indoor arena...sell tickets! (May I have the beer and snacks concession?) Or...his castration could be viewed on cable or satellite television, online, etc. with appropriate parental control measures in place.
Hmmm...parental control? Well, there are an awful lot of kids who might benefit from seeing, early on, what certain shenanigans can bring about.
For all that she's a total beeyotch, Barry's mom might have been trying to get him under better control when she first mentioned/threatened castration when Barry was around eleven or twelve years old.
According to Barry her message was less than subtle. On at least one occasion she placed her thumb and forefinger around the top of his baggie, pulled down, and drew her other forefinger across the top of it from behind. As she did so she asked him "What if that were a knife instead of Mommy's finger?" Well, the result was not 'zackly as she intended 'cause, so soon as he was alone, he masturbated his teeny weeny wienie while imagining that her finger WAS a knife. Then, just a very few years later, his balls were gone and Mommy Dearest's wish came true.
Not to be a bore, but the old bat is still alive and kicking. Barry is still the loving son, or at least acts the part, and deserves a lot of credit for that. The fact that she's begun to distribute her wealth to him BEFORE she dies is not so bad either, though I doubt it's motivated by guilt. After all, she did insist on being present when that Mexican MD castrated Barry at her expense. Who knows what she really feels? (Barry sez he KNOWS she got all moist during the operation...My God!)
For my part, I feel that it's perhaps fortunate that her only child can never produce grandchildren, especially little boys, for her to screw up.
On the bright side, the extra 3.5K per month he has to spend means he can visit here more often and I benefit from that.
Well, let the Great Limerick War resume! Everyone back to your posts! Man the keyboards! Fire when ready!
There once was a bastard named Feeny
Who forced upon ladies his Weeny
Then the judge had him snipped
And, observing, he quipped,
Now be good, or we'll cut off your Peeny!
Little Yoli
That slightly warped girl in San Antonio Texiz
:dong: The reality is that the texture is consistent over the whole implant and that is what gives it away or at least it did to me. Incidentally, it is a sensitive subject to the owner so be careful about asking questions any more than you would ask a buxom lady in polite society whether her apparent endowments were real even if you could tell they were not.