i’m not really a lumberjack either 
but i’m notorious for chopping the shit out of people shins on the ice, hence the name.
Mike are you really 6’6" 240? no wonder the massive wang
MD, I’m embarrassed I haven’t shared this information with my most trusted compadre, so since I’ve never checked before, I’ll be sure to get a girth measurement at my next scheduled arousal due in about, oh, now!
Yeah, lumberjack, I really am 6’6" and 240, but I never considered my wang to be “massive” (despite the numerous rave reviews! :)). I always thought it was just kind of proportionate to the rest of my body…
ANYWAY, I honestly didn’t intend or expect this thread to revolve around my, er, you know.
So, ahem how about those self-imposed “Big” guys?
The origin of the height/weight bell, Mike, was the confluence of the original home run bell and Rob Dibble’s constant repetition of his height and weight. At first it was only his stats that got the ding, then they started doing it for emailers and callers.
5’9" 185
{ding}
I’m not offiering up any other measurements.
5’11", 185, 2.75" DING!! Maybe someone should do a study on whether people are more likely to buy stuff from people who call themselves big. There was a healthfood cafe here called Big John’s Juice Joint. I never tried any of the juice from Big John’s joint.
I have a splinter in my ass, have had the same one since 9yrs old (terrible accident involving a midget, abox of matches, and a miniature scnauzer named poochy), just the same I get called “big”, at work, and btw my penis is exactly 3.8 inches fully erect, (dream on)better luck to all you “big” guys ha,ha MERRY CHRISTMAS.Splint
Okay, makes sense to me, Jim!
Thanks for the clarification. And Dibs rules.
I think the goal is to be so big people nickname you tiny.
that’s big.
I sat hear and read this whole thread (laughing the whole time), and then it dawned on me…my screen name is Big Turd.
I feel the need to explain my screen name, so here goes.
I am neither Big (5’11" 190 lbs) nor am I a Turd. But, my partners in crime at the gym decided to call me Big Turd in an attempt to make me think that my physique resembled a big piece of shit. I laughed my ass off the first time that I heard it, and decided to use it.
Now it is time for me to get back to work before my boss sees me farting around on the web.
Take Care T-Bretheren!
Another thing that I noticed when reading my previous post.
My spelling and grammar sucks today!
It just goes to show that too much Christmas cheer (in the form of alcohol) really does impair your ability to function at a normal level.