| Penis dimension
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| Penis dimension
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| Penis dimension is worrying me
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| I can’t hardly sleep at night
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| 'Cause of penis dimension
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| Do you worry?
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| Do you worry a lot?
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| No!
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| Do you worry?
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| Do you worry and moan. |
| ..
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| That the size of your cock is not monstruous enough?
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| It’s your penis dimension!
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| Penis dimension!
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| Howard:
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| Wah ooo-wah ooo-wah ooo-wah
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| Wah ooo-wah ooo-wah ooo-wah
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| Mark: Hiya friends. |
| Now just be honest about it. |
| Did you ever consider the
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| possiblity that your penis, and in the case of many dignified ladies,
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| that the size of the titties themselves might provide elements of
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| sub-conscious tension? |
| Weird, twisted anxieties that could force a human being
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| to have to become a politician! |
| A policeman! |
| A jesuit monk
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| Howard?:
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| Mark: A rock and roll guitar player! |
| A wino! |
| You name it. |
| Or in the case of the
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| ladies, the ones that can’t afford a silicone BEEF-UP, may become writers of
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| hot books
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| Howard: «Manuel, the gardener, placed his burning phallus in her quivering quim.
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| Mark: Yes, or they become Carmelite nuns!
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| Howard: «Gonzo, the lead guitar player, placed his mutated member in her
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| slithering slit."Ha ha ha!
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| Mark: Ooh, or racehorse jockeys. |
| There is no reason why you, or your loved one
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| should suffer. |
| Things are bad enough, without the size of your organ adding
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| even more misery to the TROUBLES OF THE WORLD!
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| Howard: Right on, right on!
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| Mark: Now, if your a lady and you’ve got munchkin tits, you can console
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| yourself with this age-old line from primary school:
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| Mark & Howard: ANYTHING OVER A MOUTHFUL IS WASTED! |
| YES!
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| Mark: And isn’t it the truth? |
| And if you’re a guy, and one night you’re at a
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| party and you’re trying to be cool, I mean, you aren’t even wearing any
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| underwear, you’re being so cool, and somebody hits on you one night,
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| and he looks you up and down and he says, uh. |
| ..
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| Howard: Eight inches or less?
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| Mark: Well let me tell you, brothers, that’s the time when you got to turn
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| around and look that sonofabitch right between the eyes, and you got to tell
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| him these words: |