Imagine the scene: me, coming home after a long day/evening of drunkenness and lack of debauchery, having complained about the general lack of penis in my life. The door to the spare room in which I am staying is, curiously, shut, but the dogs are sure happy to see me. I open the door and flip on the lights and find THIS COOKIE on my pillow.
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That's not phallic at all. not at all.
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