Men sit stroking their cocks

I just walked home on the street that leads to my homestay and that’s what I saw. Two men sitting outside gently stroking their cocks. I was glad I had on a hat and sunglasses so they couldn’t see me smirking. And just a bit up the road, another man sat alone with his cock doing the same thing looking very content. No, I didn’t decide to write x-rated…not just yet anyway …though I wonder if publishing this on the web will now mean that I have some new interesting readers? So, do you want to know what their cocks look like? Really quite magnificent compared to the cocks at home not that I see this sort of thing walking around West Seattle. Western men don’t have roosters for pets at home.
The fowl are quite beautiful here. Multicolored. Black feathers on the body with peacock iridescence , longer thinner white feathers around the head, some reddish ones thrown in and both the chickens and the roosters have really long legs. Their feathers shine. I’d say the cocks here get more attention than at home. I never saw a farmer petting his cock. Have you? It’s a bit like we pet our dogs I think but I’ve never seen anyone do that with a dog here. On the downside of this seemingly harmless custom, I think perhaps this petting process might be an initial getting to know your cock thing before you put it into a training program for cock fighting. Yea, they do that here though it is illegal. It’s overlooked.
So, I was thinking about this being a Hindu country and yet putting spurs and hooks on cocks is still okay for some sometimes. So, it really doesn’t matter what the religion is then, does it. There is a built in degree of hypocrisy that I just come to expect with all religions. That’s not really being a cynic is it? More like a realistic?
So I was picturing all the gods having their monthly meeting just checking in with each other…the Hindu, Buddhist, Tao, Christian, Jewish and more..maybe meeting for a heavenly lunch to discuss their people. The Hindu god..so proud of the ceremonies, prayers, flowers on the Buddhas but then shaking his head saying, “But my men oh vay my men are stroking their cocks. Dis is not the verst part (I’m not sure if this is the right accent for the Hindu god)…so they stroke their cocks. This I can take. But den they make dem fight. Vat’s a god to do?” And so it goes around the table each god bragging a little and then hands up in the air wondering how to deal with the problems their people give them. What next? The Christian god says “I tell my people, hell…you’ll go to hell if you do that. Ferocious, I am when I give them this ultimatum. I’m sure I’ll scare them to be good. Do they listen? No. Now what I gotta do? I gotta make a hell I suppose. So if I make this hell, who’s in charge of hell then, Me? No, how can God be in charge of hell I think. So, now I have to make this Devil and put him in charge. I tell you since I made this earth all I got is problems.” And they all shake their heads in agreement.
(my walks home amuse me...)