Let's reflect on what really matters .. .

Ah, if you really stop to think, it's the little things that matter the most. At least that's what I tried to tell that hooker in Nicaragua. She said she did not normally care about size, but that even she, a lowly street creature who does awful, sexy things for money could not go any further without some sort of additional length. Luckily, and as always, I was carrying my turkey baster.