[G]: G-spot.
The G-spot was named after Ernest Gräfenberg, the German (it's always a German when it comes to something naughty. Yah? Yah.) Gynocologist, whom discovered it while researching urethral stimulation. Though some argue it doesn't exist, they're usually the stiffs who don't deviate from missionary, it does indeed exist my friends. If you haven't been able to find it yet, don't despair. Just keep trying. It's in our nature to explore. Take Columbus for example. What if he'd just given up? Though I'm sure another Country would've come and claimed the New World, even though it was already claimed by the people who inhabited it -- but I digress. If Columbus would've given up, let's just ignore the part where he actually thought he was in Asia, Thanksgiving wouldn't exist. Thanksgiving and all of its wonderful goodies and treats. And if you give up on finding the G-spot, your lady is going to be one thankless person. How sad.
Yes. This is my Thanksgiving post. Dear God, Thank you for the G-spot and turkey. Amen.
Best. Thanksgiving. Post. Ever.
ReplyDeleteAmen.
^ what she said.
ReplyDeleteMy Mother always told me to be grateful. She didn't specify what it was I needed to be grateful for, so I hope she's satisfied that I'm following her orders.
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