Yet another short one today, folks–I’m going to be otherwise occupied today, even though I’m nowhere near done with the impending work, but even the best of us (which I’m not!) must take a break once in a while.
And I say “yet another short one” somewhat tongue-in-cheek…or should I say, cock-in-shorts…
Given my ongoing coverage of the 2012 Olympics, I just had to comment on this matter. Henrik Rummel, U.S. Rowing Team Bronze Medalist, did not have an erection when the medal ceremony took place–so he has been very firm in his response to this, despite the continued uprising of interest in his member’s standing.
Honestly, folks–he’s cock-sure of that.
And, let’s give him the benefit of the dick doubt.
Though, to make sure he doesn’t have a case of Priapus’ Revenge, perhaps someone should have checked him four hours after the medal ceremony for the sake of his member-health…
[Damn, there's yet another career opportunity that passed me up.]
Apparently, lots of humans out there aren’t aware of this phallic phact: there are generally two types of penises on humans–”growers,” which is about 98% of human penises, and “showers” (no, not showers as in a stream of liquid you stand under…though, given that Rummel is a rower, we were bound to bring up “water sports” at some point, I guess), which is a very small percentage of human penises. “Growers” start out one size, and then when they get erect, they’re larger: two to three times larger, in most cases. “Showers,” on the other hand, stay large pretty much all the time, and may get slightly larger when erect. Then there are those outliers: growers who are large and get much larger, or showers who are small and don’t get any bigger. (Though the latter should never be underestimated, and can indeed be a lot of fun!)
[Apparently, no one has studied these things as long and hard as I have. Now you know what Ph.D. stands for, dear friends!]
So, it appears that if what he said is correct, Henrik Rummel is a shower, not a grower. Good show, sir! 
This Pubic Service Announcement brought to you by Sannion–If there’s a phallus and a potential connection to polytheism, Sann’s the Man!
Can I just look at that picture and say, “Holy cannoli, Batman!”???
By: Mam Adar on August 9, 2012
at 7:26 am
Or “Holy Budgie-Smuggler, Batman!”
Or “Holy Banana-Hammock, Batman!”
Or “Holy Candle-Holder, Batman!”
Or…well, you get the point–or, at very least, you can see the point here…!
By: aediculaantinoi on August 9, 2012
at 7:04 pm
Nobody who knows what budgies are like would want them anywhere near his Priapic Endowments. Those suckers are cute, but they *bite*. *g*
By: Mam Adar on August 11, 2012
at 8:12 pm
Are you familiar with that phrase? I think it’s mostly Aussie slang for Speedos, but I’ve always found it rather amusing.
By: aediculaantinoi on August 11, 2012
at 8:56 pm
That man just really loves America. Nothing wrong with that!
By: Indigo Celeste (@IndigoCeleste) on August 9, 2012
at 4:25 pm
It’s very true: Sannion is one of the most patriotic Pagans on the planet. Whenever the Stars and Stripes is hoisted, that Satyr can’t help but stand at attention and salute with every limb he’s got.
Oh, wait…are we talking about Sannion?
By: aediculaantinoi on August 9, 2012
at 7:05 pm
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at 7:51 pm