if you think about it, a boner is alarmingly like Forrest Gump. he doesn’t know what kind of adventure its going on, but ultimately, it appreciates the verve and the wonder of every new place he travels to. he meets a lot of interesting new folks and has been in a lot of interesting situations. he’d run across the country for a girl if he really liked her. if he drinks too much Dr Pepper he has to pee. he’s simple, yet memorable. sometimes he wears a special hat. y’know what? thats what every penis should be like. Forrest Gump. just let him toddle down the road of life! he’ll find his way. he has a good heart. he means well. one time he punched a hippie.
also, i dont know about the rest of you, but if we’re still going with the Forrest Gump analogy that means that mine is two and a half hours long from start to finish. so theres that.
