Penis Quotes

I didn’t need to be a writer to know that I could. Did you have to become a penis to act like a dick?

Almost everybody gets tired and bored by one lackadaisical topic. If you hit them with something delicious, like a sexy adventure, then the world will want to hear you speak, mind you! Don't become a vulgarian.

All civilized wo/men are prostitutes: Some sell what's between their legs; the rest sell what's between their ears.

The massive lump of flesh that has created you, me, and maybe, animals, everything that has life will forever live.

Because I feel as if I let it down. As if it needed something from me, I was its only hope, and now that hope is gone.'
'What penis doesn’t try to make you feel that way?

The silent horror of Archie's ordeal had been temporarily replaced by the howling, agonising pain of the blood refusing to drain from his penis, the end of which was a deep purple verging on black where Officer Griff had tested how hard it was by using the back of his hand to give it a solid twang.

I am that coward male who reminds myself each day that I am the man , takes my penis out and masturbate till i ejaculate the infused fears thinking her...And standing along with the crowds to my back I shout " That Bitch

The Beautiful Poem"

I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.

Pissing a few moments ago
I looked down at my penis
affectionately.

Knowing it has been inside
you twice today makes me
feel beautiful.

One-night stands were invented to free men from worrying about the size of their penis. And to free women from worrying about the size of their stretch marks.

Aw, so he used you as a penis cozy and then left? Guys are pigs.

Discipline your sexuality for it has the proclivity to cause a productivity that can influence now and posterity.

Unii ar zice ca Scorpionii sunt obsedati de sex. Dar nu penisul, ci inima mi-e organul cel mai neascultator: bate pentru altii.

V-as povesti despre penisul meu, dar ar fi o poveste lunga.

It had a sort of a head on it, like a mushroom, and its color was reddish purple. It looked blunt and stupid, compared, say, to fingers and toes with their intelligent expressiveness, or even to an elbow or a knee.

How do you know she had sex?” Dallas asks.
“Every time a penis touches Britain, I receive a telepathic notification.”
“Oh,” Dallas says with a straight face. “Well that explains a lot.

It’s the invention of clothes, not nature, that made “private parts” private.

A man’s bank balance is the new penis size.