During my penis-free era, I created
a penis-free zone which I sometimes point out the locations of during my
stand-up. Last week, I shared a
penis-free fantasy here. I sent someone
a penis-free hug. It’s become a thing.
Make penis-free cookies.
Use only penis-free
paper products.
Take a first class
penis-free flight somewhere.
Buy penis-free at holiday time.
Design a brand of penis-free jeans.
Enjoy my penis-free thoughts.
Now that I’ve had this much-needed,
penis-free era and expressed it over and over and over and over in poetry and
plays and stories and comedy, maybe I’ve made room for a penis-ful time somewhere
down the road.
Great post! Visit the Washington Monument... build a model rocket ship... buy a slender thermos... grow mushrooms.
lol. I am enjoying things as they are for now. I hope that comes across. All pink, lavender, and pretty. But given how long this "era" has lasted, if something changes, I would probably consider it worthy of a news bulletin. lol