It’s natural to make assumptions about The Big D!ck Contest: only men play, we don’t have to play, or having a Big D!ck makes us happy. But these assumptions are all wrong. So, to expose the truth about The Big D!ck Contest, first we need to expose the myths.

 

Not really. The Big D!ck Contest can be a harsh, crude, and cruel game. The watereddowned, politically correct names like “Keeping Up With the Joneses,” “The Rat Race,” or “Being the Top Dog,” simply minimize the reality of the game. But for the sake of brevity, and to provide a politically correct conversation alternative, The Big D!ck Contest will also be referred to as “The BDC.”

 

Power. We want or need to show someone, or everyone, that ours is bigger than theirs, and that we are special, at least for that moment.

 

No. Women play-and win-The Big D!ck Contest, too.

 

Where do we not play The Big D!ck Contest? Every time we interact with a person, place, or thing, we’re in a BDC venue.

 

Kinda, sorta, depends on what you call winning.

Are you awake? Does winning anything make you happy for more than five minutes?

 

The rules are made on the whims of the Big D!cks for the benefit of the Big D!cks.

 

It depends on how you become a Big D!ck, what type of Big D!ck you want to be, and what you do once you have one.

 

Everyone can have a d!ck that’s too small. You have three choices: grow it, protect it, or accept defeat.

 

The Big D!cks get Little Pricks to do their dirty work.

 

Try moving to a deserted island and living alone. But even then you just get stuck playing The BDC with Mother Nature. So, no, you really can’t quit playing The Big D!ck Contest until you die. And, often, after you’re dead, other people will continue to play it on your behalf, in your name, or over your stuff.