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I've been thinking lately of things that I like because I don't understand them. Well, actually, I've only come up with one thing - that area between the butt and the ball sack. There's a name for it too, which I'm at a loss for, but seriously, why is it all stitched up and what-not. And it always seems so delicate, like it might burst open if you were to touch it. But luckily you don't notice it all that often, being conveniently located in the place one is least likely to look. And all any of this does is just add to the mystery of it, the noble yet fragile gentleman hanging out between your legs. Some people name their penis something clever like "My Little Trooper" or what-not, but if anyone deserves a name... well perhaps I'll be the first, but I'm naming my little stitched up area Ruford.
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