Is It Really Better To Give Than To Receive? A Fudge Packer’s Perspective

by on 10/01/13 at 12:39 pm

"I became interested in fudge-packing as a young boy after some time at the beach when I had salt-water taffy splashed all over my face."

“I became interested in fudge-packing as a young boy after some time at the beach when I had salt-water taffy splashed all over my face.”

Lancaster (UK) – (SatireWorld.com)

We recently experienced the Christmas Holiday (I apologize to all of my Muslim neighbors here in England for saying Christmas, for celebrating Christmas, and for being a Christian, so please don’t declare Jihad on me as I know that I am an infidel and that your religion is much more important and I fully support my government bending over and spreading my country’s collective ass for you).

Anyway, back to my editorial… Once again, I heard people use the expression that it is “better to give than to receive.” Of course, these were probably the people that no one really likes and who didn’t get very many presents at all.

I’d like to editorialize for a few minutes on this topic, as I am in a unique position to discuss this old saying. As an openly gay man, I believe that it is just as good to “give” as to “recieve.” Of course, many people have their preferences on this. My buddy Skoob likes go be the “pitcher,” while my other partner “CJ” prefers to be the “catcher”. Some, like my sometimes lover “Martin Shuttlecock,” can go both ways without complaint. There is also a reason why my lover Lynton has the last name “Cox,” and why we all like him to be a giver and to receive his presents.

To be honest, I prefer to “receive” from Skoob. He really can’t pack the fudge very tight, if you know what I mean. His penis is miniscule and there are no chaffing problems if I forget the vaseline. It is pretty much an evening “off” when he comes over.

When it comes to the writers who “work” for me, I have always perferred to “give.” It is especially fun for me to bend over the Americans and stick it to them. I really like to screw them over and never give these guys the benefit of a reach around!

I will admit that I always wanted to “receive” from one of my American writers. Bargis Tryhol was supposed to have the largest penis on the planet, but he wasn’t into boys (he never attended an English school, so his education was missing out on the finest things in life).

Anyway, that is my two cents (as the Americans would say). Of course, two cents is more than I ever actually paid any of them for their work!



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