Dear very fortunate ladies,

I have a penis.

Trust me. I’ve checked. I used to check way more than I do now, but rest assured I still have my mighty morphin power ranger.

I think you ladies mistake my general niceness as a sign that I might have traded my jiblits for…um..I dont have a good euphemism for vagina but you get my drift.

Yes. I have a girlfriend so I can’t threaten to actually show my virility on any of the surfaces that might be around when you completely forget to acknowledge the possibility of getting done.

I can’t say it’s the g/f because this was an issue before her. You see me as sweet. Non-threatening. Safe. The guy you can come to when theres trouble because I won’t take advantage of your weakened state.

And damn it, I probably won’t.

I don’t know WHY I won’t. I just don’t roll that way. But I am still quite capable of laying some pipe within the appropriate situation. So Don’t change clothes in front of me. Don’t ask me to check out breasts to see if they look good. Don’t rub your ass against my crotch because its amusing. Because eventually…

Well…eventually I’ll just walk away and probably blog about it. But after that! Well we may just have to see.

ej_dubs.

Note to Girlfriend: Not while I’m with you Chica. Not that I see us breaking up, so It could be never…I’m going to stop typing.

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