When one has an excess number of dildos or sex toys, way more than one needs, as a result of zeal, excitement, misjudgment, or really great marketing. This often occurs in conjunction with the recent opening of a new sex shop or too many porn store lunches.
I had to clean out the "surprise" drawer because company was coming and I didn't want them to accidentally find my stash. In searching for a secret hiding place, I thought of the suitcase in the closet. Surprise! There's Barney! Ooooh! And there's the butterfly I had once loved. Oh yeah, there's that goddamn rabbit...wish I had that fifty bucks back. Basically, I was gazing upon a dildo graveyard: a veritable array of old toys that either no longer worked or had revealed themselves as well-marketed rip-offs and turned out to be not quite as exciting as their packaging had promised. Guess it's time to purge!
Alas, it became apparent that I was a victim of OVERDIL.
Alas, it became apparent that I was a victim of OVERDIL.
by A. Schooley March 22, 2008
When one has an excess number of dildos or sex toys, way more than one needs, as a result of zeal, excitement, misjudgment, or really great marketing. This often occurs in conjunction with the recent opening of a new sex shop or too many porn store lunches.
I had to clean out the "surprise" drawer because company was coming and I didn't want them to accidentally find my stash. In searching for a secret hiding place, I thought of the suitcase in the closet. Surprise! There's Barney! Ooooh! And there's the butterfly I had once loved. Oh yeah, there's that goddamn rabbit...wish I had that fifty bucks back. Basically, I was gazing upon a dildo graveyard: a veritable array of old toys that either no longer worked or had revealed themselves as well-marketed rip-offs and turned out to be not quite as exciting as their packaging had promised. Guess it's time to purge!
Alas, it became apparent that I was a victim of OVERDIL.
Alas, it became apparent that I was a victim of OVERDIL.
by A.Schooley March 15, 2008
When one has an excess number of dildos or sex toys, way more than one needs, as a result of zeal, excitement, misjudgment, or really great marketing. This often occurs in conjunction with the recent opening of a new sex shop or too many porn store lunches.
I had to clean out the "surprise" drawer because company was coming and I didn't want them to accidentally find my stash. In searching for a secret hiding place, I thought of the suitcase in the closet. Surprise! There's Barney! Ooooh! And there's the butterfly I had once loved. Oh yeah, there's that goddamn rabbit...wish I had that fifty bucks back. Basically, I was gazing upon a dildo graveyard: a veritable array of old toys that either no longer worked or had revealed themselves as well-marketed rip-offs and turned out to be not quite as exciting as their packaging had promised. Guess it's time to purge!
Alas, it became apparent that I was a victim of OVERDIL.
Alas, it became apparent that I was a victim of OVERDIL.
by A.Schooley March 16, 2008