Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis? Isn’t it frightfully good to have a dong?
It’s swell to have a stiffy.
It’s divine to own a dick,
From the tiniest little tadger
To the world’s biggest prick.
So, three cheers for your Willy or John Thomas.
Hooray for your one-eyed trouser snake,
Your piece of pork, your wife’s best friend,
Your Percy, or your cock.
You can wrap it up in ribbons.
You can slip it in your sock,
But don’t take it out in public,
Or they will stick you in the dock,
And you won’t come back.
–Monty Python/The Meaning Of Life
This is a test, of sorts. For some reason, and I’m sure it isn’t because my friends and family are all a bunch of perverts and freaks, I’ve noticed that traffic on the blog really increases whenever there is genital content. Or any mention of sex. Or reading. Which is an odd twist. I think my reading list actually got more hits than anything. That’s somewhat reassuring.
Actually, I do know a lot of perverts and freaks, so maybe that IS what drives traffic.
Actually, I don’t know a LOT of perverts and freaks. Some. Not a lot. Plus, it’s not like I have thousands of readers. A dozen, maybe. If that. That’s what happens when there is no actual content involved.
I suspect there are some people who are perverts and freaks who I don’t suspect at all.
I’m on vacation right now, so I don’t even care!
