Monday, February 04, 2008

From the past

I found an old notebook. In it I found this...

You talk about my hole
as if all along
I'm waiting for you to fill me
when in fact it is I
who must
shrink to fit.


CoffeeDog said...

And who is this referring to?

tornwordo said...

Because his dick is so small? I'm not sure I get it.

Snooze said...

CD: No one I dated.

Torn: Yes, that is it. I hate the word hole. It makes women sound so passive and men don't get that sometimes size does matter.

Brice said...

I found a similar poem:
"you can't churn butter with a toothpick"

Really, that's a good one - you wrote that???

jkg said...


youre right about the word hole though, when i use it in that way, im using it for just the reason you decribe.

of course, im being ironic when i use it, at leat i think i am...

Freak Magnet said...

:( I feel for you. There's small and then there's "what the hell can I do with THAT?"

Inexplicable DeVice said...

And there was me thinking (hoping) this had a deeper meaning, and wasn't all about the first thing that popped into my mind: Sex.

Phew! I'm not a perv.

Well, no more so than everyone else!

Dantallion said...

Wow, you're deep.

(Your musings. Not your hole. I would have no knowledge about how deep your hole is.)

Snooze said...

Brice: I like the toothpick quote. I did indeed write this poem.

jkg: suuuuure you are ;)

FM: It's just when guys start bragging about their size that I bring out the 'shrink to fit' comment

IDV: You know, it actually does have a deeper and more relevant meaning to me beyond the obvious. But I believe that a text doesn't exist until someone reads it and that to each of us everything means something different

Dantallion: lol - my hole is only part of my whole. There you go. That's what the poem was about to me: that men also many times try to diminish women, often via trivializing them sexually, but in much larger ways as well, and women make themselves less to accommodate that view point.

Was that cerebral enough for you - lol

Stewie said...

When I see stuff like this, I'm happy that I do everything I possibly can to make sure *she's* happy.

That way, if she says "Well his cock isn't 8 inches," she'll follow up with, "but his tongue very well could be."

At least in my head, that's how it plays out.

(on a side note, I have often heard from women that the guy who brags about his cock the most has the least.)

katrocket said...

holey cow!

EarthMother said...

You always did have a way with words. Love your poetry ... you're such a clever girl.

Perplexio said...

Love the poem, but I also love your response to dantallion... in particular:

men also many times try to diminish women, often via trivializing them sexually, but in much larger ways as well, and women make themselves less to accommodate that view point.

What makes this an even bigger problem is that in making themselves less to accommodate that view.... those women tend only to attract men who only further diminish or beliitle them causing them to make themselves even less yet... a vicious perpetuating cycle.

Laverne said...

ooo... I so could have written this back in the day.

I think I did have an angry one along those lines about being more than a "warm, wet hole," I'll have to dig it up.

madamerouge said...

Strictly in terms of euphemisms for gay male sex, "hole" never bothered me so much as "box". And I wasn't so much "bothered" as I was "LMFAO" in the p0rn0 I saw it in.


Dantallion said...

Where are you? Fall into a hole or something?

Snooze said...

Dan...pick a combo of any of the following...

1. Arm injury only better now. Took my all to get through the work day.
2. Can't blog from work
3. Have to leave for work early
4. I am a nonfunctioning blob in the evening
5. Real life has been taking up a lot of my time
6. Too f-ing lazy to complete a post

and the best part...

7. Much time with bf staying over or me there

CoffeeDog said...

::sniff:: I miss you.

Snooze said...

Stewie: I like your attitude. And it's true about the saying: Big talk, Small cock

EM: I miss your blog

Perplexio: You are dead on there.

Laverne: Definitely find your poem!

MR: Box - yes, that makes me laugh too.