Dog Balls and Girl Talk...

While staying at my old home this past week with my girlfriends, I am happy to annouce that I have had my fill of "girl talk" for the year. We spent the entire evening cooking dinner, drinking beer, and engaging in friendly social gossip. As all girls should I guess...(I am not your typical social, gossip, make-up, and all things girlie kind of girl -- but I did quite enjoy it!)

Upon our social discussions of those "other girls" whom are engaged, making horrible mistakes, and nasty relationships....and our gossip and womanly insights into men in general, our future lives, and our constant battles within ourselves we were able to come together (3 girls all very different...) and laugh, discuss, and gossip. (yeah even me, I have always been a pro at gossip)

Within our social gossip we got a little sidetracked.....

ED: "Oh my god, he has giant balls"
Me: "Tell me about it, they are almost distracting .. not used to seeing em' so big!"
ED: "You know, they are almost man-like"
All of US: "That's kinda disgusting!"
~~We all look again~~
Me: "You know, they are pretty similar to mans......"

I felt bad for poor Max (the georgeous and very well endowed chocolate lab) gracefuly modeling his package for us girls (not intentionally I am sure, but when they are that big, you just cannot help it) in the spacious living room of his home. It is not often that I get the chance to gaze at a large dog, little alone a large dog with massive testicles. It was very distracting. I am sure if it were a real man, I would feel very self-conscious about my staring, but this social, friendly, and inevitablly well-endowed canine I am sure was flaunting his stuff with a big canine smile inside.

Upon our discussion of Max's manhood, we totally brought on our next discussion of who Max's future bitches were going to be. Very canine discussion, but apparently those large manly testis will be producing new generation of little Max's soon. We eagerly await their arrival.

Ironically, this totally random thought made me think. Typically when a man talks about getting laid they get that sparkle in their eye and a shit-eating grin on their face. Even when they are talking with their "boys." But mention a dog getting some -- Max's reponse, lick himself, scratch behind his ear, plop down and go back to sleep... I love it!!