“It’s not the shape, it’s not the size. It’s how many times you can make it rise!”
It isn't the size of the ship.
It isn't how many times it goes in and out of port.
It's how long it stays in the dock and ensures that everyone gets off ...
“It’s not the meat, it’s the motion.”
“It’s not the shape, it’s not the size. It’s how many times you can make it rise!”
Back when I was a single man there was a nice bar we fellows favored for a night of drinking, wenching and boisterous fun.
One of the regulars was a handsome young lad who had the unfortunate nick of “Tiny”. I was told that if you ever saw him with his trousers off you understood the nick.
Tiny would sip his beer, play the pinball and throw quarters in the jukebox.
He never ever struck up a conversation with a gal.
One summer night a Stunning Beauty walks in, looks around and seats herself at the bar beside Tiny.
Being seated on the other side of him I couldn’t help but hear their conversation.
It progressed from hello to the weather to the bar and music.
Finally Stunning Beauty invites Tiny to her place.
Our boy Tiny sadly explained his dilemma to Stunning Beauty.
She looked him right in the eye and said “Honey, if it’s as long as it is wide we can work it out.”
Tiny took the bait and left with her.
Our lad Tiny was AWOL for many weeks.
We all assumed he was embarrassed by what happened when Stunning Beauty caught sight of his little friend.
Twas about the fifth week when Tiny reappeared and on his arm was Stunning Beauty!
The couple became regulars at our boisterous gatherings, clinging to each other as a drowning person would cling to driftwood in the sea.
In due time Our Lad Tiny married Stunning Beauty. They had five children and are still as much in love as they were then.
He is still called Tiny and she is still a Stunning Beauty over 40 years later.
No matter what ANY number of women tell you...size matters.