YOUR PECKER

"Steal her [my] shit and your pecker will fall off."

This has been the extent of my copyright statement for quite some time. It's not that I don't treasure my work, it's just that after 10 years of publishing online, I've accepted the inevitable: you're making a gift to the universe. You have to be ok with that, or you'll drive yourself nuts.

The evil few (who most likely pinch babies and kick puppies) will take want they want, regardless of whatever legal you craft to protect your work. You can spend your days policing the web, looking for your work, and getting all lathered up. I've had my moments -- I've sent email to individuals, companies and ISPs in an effort to protect my work with some success. Unfortunately, while I was winning battles, I had no hope of winning the war and I never felt any better for the effort.

I've gotten off track. What I want to write about is the "your pecker" portion of the above. I infrequently receive email from those who wonder "what if I don't have a pecker, I do, but what would happen if I didn't?" There is always an assertion that they have one. I wonder about that. It's ok if you don't. I haven't had one my entire life and I'm fine with it.

"Steal my shit and your pecker will fall off or your vagina will prolapse" doesn't roll off the tongue, hence the abbreviated version.

09/ 9/2004

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