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5.3 mi


As I slogged through the heat/humidity combo of 165, along came a memory of that time a Bitch Husband insisted that some guy he knew "broke his penis," and I was insistent on asking HOW a guy "breaks" his penis, and dude got all indignant and finally said, "There's a bone in the penis. Why do you think it's called a boner!?" I was kind of embarrassed for him, so I didn't say anything, assuming that, ya know, someone else might gently point out to a 50-year-old man that he has no bone in his penis. Alas, the other three just kind of nodded gravely and said nothing.

Times are rough when the only person in the group that knows that there ain't no wiener bone is the middle-aged lesbo.