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This reminds me of what my gran-mammy used to say all of the time, regardless of the situation:
"You can dress a horse cock up with flowers, Chinese dragons and Fu-dogs, but in the end it's still a horse cock."
She was a wise woman in spite of the fact that she was slightly pan-faced.
do you think that your grandma talking about cocks all the time influenced you somehow? i know that my grandmas love for strawberries influenced me a lot.
I wouldn't dare say no. She was obsessed with cock too. No one summed it up better than ol' gran-pappy:
"Gran-mammy craves cock like the desert needs the rain...like the winter needs the spring...that woman needs it." Then he'd smile, wink and say, "Much as I try to make that thirsty whore happy, one man could never have enough cock for that lady. That's why I have all yer uncles give her a good skull fucking each solstice."
Something went wrong though because although I'm gay, I'm an ass man...I got some wires crossed somewheres. Maybe, thanks to gran-mammy, I'd had my fill of cock by the time I hit 13.
Also, did your grandma shove strawberries up her anus?