Size queens, carrots and cheese
While making myself a rather strange but delicious concoction of courgettes, onions, and green peppers fried in olive oil with chillis and garlic, I got to thinking about carrots. There were carrots in the fridge and I had contemplated adding them to the concoction before realising that I was going to serve it on toast, sprinkled with cheese then heated under the grill.
Cheese and carrots just don't seem to go with each other.
I can't think of any recipes where the two are combined with each other. And, when you think about it, pumpkin and butternut squash are also never served with cheese. Is it because they are relatively sweet vegetables? It's not as if carrots aren't served in many savoury dishes such as stir-fries and stews but they just don't seem to be compatible with cheese.
Having dispensed with carrots, on to my next observation.
I'm very appreciative of the penis and realise that they come in all sorts of shapes and sizes, variations that make them interesting and, often, objects of great beauty. Large, strong ones are rather lovely but so are average ones. Smaller ones can be a bit disappointing but they have their place - they are so easily gobbled! Huge ones are interesting but generally quite scary if they approach the size of toddler's arm. So, having said that, I would like you to know that I'm definitely NOT a size queen!
What's the point of all that, you may be asking?
Well, let me put it quite simply. Being fucked by a small cock is really rather unpleasant. I could say, 'What's the point?' But, it's more than that. They actually irritate and, sometimes, even hurt. Hurt more than a large cock can hurt if one isn't ready for it.
New Year's Resolution #1: Do not get fucked by small cocks!