We men, we happy few, are custodians of love's sweet custard.
We carefully curate it - sometimes for 7 years, 2 months, 8 days, 6 hours and 14 minutes - keeping it fresh and primed for female joy.
So why, after all that time, and as much as a further 14 seconds of begging, pleading, and sweating too, do women not care for our gift as we have cared for it, leaking it out as they order their taxi to as far away as possible?
Could we have given them any more of ourselves? I very much doubt it!
Is this leakage wilful and cold-hearted? Some form of envious custard-complex? Is it symptomatic of the failure of femininiminimism, enacted now across axes of commodified neoliberal performatives rather than its original promise of mutual, universal liberation?
Or is it simply a design flaw, unaccounting of how gravity and downward facing holes are in conflict with each other?
Makes a mess of the carpet too.
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"...wow, another of my copy/paste intros in the public domain 
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I see what's happened. Mr Dusk has observed that you have a mighty fine dong on you. He has sent you one of his best opening messages that he has only copy and pasted to 300 other fabbers. So it's practically a limited edition. You have thought it's too good to be locked away in your message vault and shared it here. I think that's what he was getting at anyway.
In answer to your question OP, for me a pee as soon as poss afterwards helps stop cystitis. I hate cystitis. And really you should be shooting that custard into a condom to save forever!
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"...wow, another of my copy/paste intros in the public domain
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I see what's happened. Mr Dusk has observed that you have a mighty fine dong on you. He has sent you one of his best opening messages that he has only copy and pasted to 300 other fabbers. So it's practically a limited edition. You have thought it's too good to be locked away in your message vault and shared it here. I think that's what he was getting at anyway.
In answer to your question OP, for me a pee as soon as poss afterwards helps stop cystitis. I hate cystitis. And really you should be shooting that custard into a condom to save forever!
J"
Aaahhhh...understood for the first bit. I think...
Re- cystitis and condoms - well...I just wasn't expecting any sensible comments tbh.
You flummoxed me!
So condoms it is.
But I might just occasionally wank over the carpet too.
It gets lonely without indignation.
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"I'm confused....I don't know what's going on, all I know is I'll never eat custard again!!  "
Apparently, I've been receiving cyber-custard (didn't know that), because of my impressive dong (equally news to me), and that dong is like the All-Spark in the Transformers movies, except it's "All Cystitis" via its love-custard, which isn't a nice thing for it to do let's be honest. Bad dong!
So now my custard is imprisoned in condoms, apart from occasional carpet reunions.
But everyone can now go and enjoy Ambrosia again.
In safety.
Probably.
Sometimes.
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