I couldn't imagine my butthole being wet all day dispensing a seemingly unnatural fluid
Couldn't imagine gaping my butthole, stretching it to it's limits realizing I still haven't reached maximum capacity
Don't even want to imagine someone else having to poke and prod around in that dark abyss
I can't imagine my butthole being constantly penetrated while whispering words of comfort clouding my judgement
For these reasons I pledge to always uplift and sustain the beauty which is woman
To endure a mix of pleasure and pain, embarrassment and purpose constitutes a national holiday
To bring forth life or to simply nurture a man's need for internal satisfaction makes me appreciate her beauty
Each one is similar in design but just like a snowflake, no two are identical to view and varying tastes range just the same
Standing tall through it all, walking in dignity and grace not giving away the secret that her outer appearance may not mirror her internal workings is more of a balancing act than the tight rope walker
She is sublime, She is utopia realized, She is the alpha and omega
To endure is a must because as a woman she has no choice. Based on biology she must bear the burden to create, nurture, raise and uplift
God must look down from the heavens in awe at this specimen knowing this is the best of the best
Through it all I would never trade places because I'd rather have a penis which means I can watch the game and be free of such responsibilities
I love and appreciate her but don't want my holes penetrated nor examined by that random stranger pledging allegiance then requesting my insurance card
I will always support you woman but never ask to trade places because I can't imagine my butthole being wet all day
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