All right ... yes, I'll admit it. I have a fancy for penis ...

You thought I was going to say PENIS? ROFLMAO!

I have a fancy for penis stories and jokes. Actually, I quite enjoy many off-color jokes. You know,those not P.C.

This is not a joke - but a story pulled from Mark Morford's column (love that guy). He is the epitome of politically incorrect.

What does a man do, when his manhood is no longer intact or functioning correctly? Aside from going to the dark side ... :-)

He has installed a remote controlled mechanism to aid in the growth of his whatchamacallit. He could inflate and deflate his manhood at will. It is called, "The Wonder Cock" (not sold in stores).

Aside from being curious if the poor lad feels anything (which is a short-lived concern of mine), I feel that the creator of such a robotic device should be rewarded. To the nth degree!

I think all men should look into such upgrades.

Just kidding! ;-)

Not used for sex. STOP.
Peeps are bored. STOP.
Scientists are creative. STOP.

My take:
They are planning their escape. It's gotta be that they plan on inflating all 66,000 condoms so they can fly outta there.

Yep, I just has to be that!

Relayed from 8yos:

"I wanna join the diving team. But I'm not gonna wear those speedy things!!!!"

This month's writing prompt got me to thinking. I read some of the other entries and I just couldn't muster up the sappy. So I'm turning to the obvious.

Let's talk about 'personal flotation devices.'
Being an avid and strong swimmer, I never really gave much thought to these nuisances. They are bulky, uncomfortable, hot, sticky and tres uncool!

That was in my younger years.

I am now nearing the big four-oh and certain areas on my body have gotten a little 'chubby.' Like my bottom end. My jeans still fit, so one might wonder what all the fuss is about.

I have discovered that swimming underwater is becoming quite a challenge in days of late. It seems that the bottom end wants to float to the top somewhat like a buoy . In effect, my head is down, while my a* is up. Can you see my problem? Well hopefully you won't ever *see it - but just imagine ...

One thing is for certain, I will never have to worry about having to wear a personal flotation device, because I have my own personal one already installed.

On the other hand, perhaps this story should never have made it to the public eyes. Maybe such things are better left unsaid.

Happy holidays and don't forget to eat mo' cookies!

Is that a word? Really ... someone please tell me if "boondoggle" is a word.

Well, that's what I went on. I went to Dallas for a whopping 36 hours! It is a 13 hour drive each way.

So, if boondoggle is in fact a word, does that trip qualify as one????

I admit it ... I snapped. I was a muth-A without limits. OK - so now back to reality.

"We now return you to your regular program."