It’s the circle of life

It’s the circle of life


Why are all the soldiers naked man


Both of them were thinking “no one wants to fight a crazy naked guy”. Well… now they’re sword fighting. Literally and extra literally.


Alright, so here’s the dealio. I have a large Italian family with many cousins, uncles, aunts, nephews, et cetera. Every once in awhile we’ll all gather up to celebrate the anniversary of our great grandparents’ wedding, a special occasion marking the creation of our family. They’re long gone now, but it’s the memory that counts, and we celebrate by cooking a feast for the ages, rivaling thanksgiving dinner. Now upon the eve of this anniversary all “da boys” (as us men in the family affectionately call ourselves) gather up and go to a famous local bar in downtown Boston. They only accept cash, very “old school” feel to the place, but it makes for some great stories. Usually the place is a blast, with all sorts of banter and drunken shenanigans occurring, but not last night... Now before I divulge the details, I ought to give some background as to how I fit into this family. Where my father and I are well integrated into the family, my mother is quite the outsider. She comes from wealthier, southern origins, around the mid-Atlantic part of the country. Because of this, she’s always viewed the family as “working class”, with her posh accent sticking out like a sore thumb at gatherings of Bostonians. By extension, I’ve always felt I had to prove to my family that I can “hang” with them so to speak, and in a way I worry that they see my mom as the woman who pulled my dad away from their tight knit circle. Now let’s cut back to last night at the bar. Laughs, drinks, and stories all around the bar as we enjoy ourselves. My cousin Vinny invites me and some of the younger guys to play truth or drink. At this point I’m already quite drunk, but accept for the fun of it. A few questions in and Vinny asks me “how big is your dick? I know you’re packing a huge one Anon, right?” Of course my other cousins all groan with embarrassment, but I foolishly answer instantly, unaware of the ramifications of my response. “4.5 inches” I say too confidently, and suddenly all eyes are on me. “Drink anon, I know you’re bullshitting me man!” says Vinny, with a twinge of nervous angst in his voice. “I’m serious Vin, that’s all I got, haha” Dead silence. I gaze across the bar to see my entire family looking in shock and awe at my response. Vinny attempts to get everyone focused back on the game, and everyone resumes at a quieter tempo, but I knew that I had just majorly fucked up. After leaving the bar, my uncle Paul pulls me aside, puts both hands on my shoulder and says “Kid, please tell me you’re just fucking around about your cock size” “No paul, Jesus what the fuck is your problem?” I say indignantly “Anon, don’t you know everyone in this family is packing fat schlong? For Christ sakes I’m on the smaller side and still clock out around 7 inches.” “So what? Why the hell does penis size matter to you so much?” I’m starting to get worried at this point, I’ve never seen Paul look at me with such intensity. “Matter to me? It’s matters to the whole damn family! Cock size is more than a number, it quantifies your entire personality. You can’t call yourself a member of this family if your walking around with a fucking baby carrot between your legs” Paul went on explaining the history of this family, and how the men found success through leveraging their superior cocks, both literally and figuratively. According to him, my dad was somewhat of a legend, with a massive 10 inch meat cannon. Apparently during a final 200 meter dash in highschool, my father won by enlarging his penis so much and preformed a pelvic to win the race. I always felt like I never lived up to my father’s athletic record, but now I know that I come short in more ways than one. So how could my dad’s cock be so big, and mine be so small? I had to investigate. It turns that penis endowment correlates with genes on both the X and Y chromosomes, meaning that both my mother and father’s genetics are responsible. My father’s side obviously is known for their legendary sausages, so I knew I had to speak with my mother. She was incredibly reluctant to describe her male family members’ genitalia to me for some reason... odd. I knew I had to investigate further, so I called some of my cousins and uncles from that side. Turns out, the family has relatively average penis sizes, but all larger than mine. Combined they averaged about 6 inches. Here’s what makes no sense, if my dad’s side has an average of 8 inches, and my mom’s side has an average of 6 inches, why don’t I fall within that range? I suspected my mother’s hesitancy to speak on the matter indicated a darker secret, so I went digging. My mom was friends with a man she knew from law school named Brian, and I always suspected she might have had a thing for him. I reach out to talk, and he gladly accepts. Over the phone, I ask him “So how big is your cock?” “My cock? Ahh, unfortunately I was born with a rather small 3 inch cock, but it gets the job done. It’s about average in my family” Bingo, what lies in between 3 and 6? 4.5. Brian was my father. But before I had a chance to ask him, the phone line disconnected. My father stands across from me, holding the phone cord in his hand. He had been on the other line, and must have figured it out. “I always knew...” he said with a solemn look in his eye. He sulked away and retreated to his room, feeling unworthy to face the rest of the family. I realize now that I needed to at least make amends with my cousins, they might not be able to respect my cock on size, but maybe I could demonstrate the skill and speed of my cock. The dinner party was about to start, my mother and father had clearly been arguing and didn’t show up. Nobody bothered to look at me, and when they did catch my eyes I only saw disdain. I realized now was the chance, and stood up on the table. “I challenge anybody who’s man enough to a sword fight!” I declared, whipping my smaller cock out into the air for everyone to see. At first I was met with silence, but then Vinny steps up, with rage in his eyes... “Tough talk for a fella with a small cock” He joined me on the table, summoning is terrifying 9 inch meat penetrator. I quickly assumed a guard position, I was 5 inches short from a fair fight, so I had to play defensively. He charged with his penis in hand, swinging wildly, but clearly underestimating my maneuverability. I dodged and landed 3 quick jabs with the tip of my peen on his shaft. He reposted quickly, but I chambered his advanced and managed to strike at the balls. Vinny was down, but soon the rest of the family whipped out their cocks and prepared to engage in an all out melee. The smell of musty dicks filled the air as men took their sides on the battlefield. Some came to defend me, admiring my valor in single combat with Vinny, while others came to avenge him. Soon a frontline emerged, reminiscent of the pike-and-shot warfare of the early modern period. Men on the front pushed and pulled with their cocks to make ground, while occasionally allowing for volleys of cum to fly across the room as artillery. The battle was intense, casualties began to stack up, and it looked like my side was going to collapse. Then my father came downstairs, 10 inch cock in hand. “You may not be my son, anon, but you’ll always be my boy” He and my allies charged, rallying our fallen comrades. I’d never seen a man cockfight like my father before. He used his massive schlong like a zweihander, cutting down two, three cocks at once. Soon the battle ended, with Vinny’s allies surrendering in defeat. The room was covered in ball sweat and cum, dripping from the walls and ceiling. I don’t know where I stand with the family currently. Many have learned to accept me, but I’m sure it will take years before the rest consider it. Who knows how many more wars this family will fight before peace is had... and it’s all my fault. TL;DR: I revealed my cock length to my family, which escalated into a massive war.


Wow what a story. Is this pasta?


5 inches is 0.07 Obamas. You're welcome.


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5 inches is 12.7 cm


Incredible storytelling.


Thx to the fallen soldiers for this master piece


Historically, in classical art (ie: ancient Roman/Greek art), the male naked body in peak condition was used as a symbol of prowess and strenght. This is why athletes, soldiers, gods, etc. were usually depicted naked.


Yes, but this was painted by a Frenchman in 1799. I think nudes = upvotes back then.


Because that's neo classicism, ie resurgence of classical artistic ideology and visuals. Also nakedness and thin drapes were the best attire to display bodies, dynamic mouvement and composition; the exact same reason superhero art used spandex unitards and capes for almost 100 years.


Lots of artists were gay as fuck


Judging from the scene, rape probably


The rape came earlier, now the women are Stockholm syndromed and want to stop their fathers and husbands from killing each other over it :) Roman mythology, y'all, shit gets wild


But this is the French revolution we're talking about!?


Looks more like the [Massacre of the Innocents](https://www.google.com/search?q=slaughter+of+the+innocents&source=hp&ei=ow1sYdLVLIu4tAbipb-gDA&oq=&gs_lcp=ChFtb2JpbGUtZ3dzLXdpei1ocBABGAAyBQgpEIAEMg4IABDqAhCPARCMAxDlAjIOCAAQ6gIQjwEQjAMQ5QIyDggAEOoCEI8BEIwDEOUCMg4IABDqAhCPARCMAxDlAjIOCAAQ6gIQjwEQjAMQ5QIyDggAEOoCEI8BEIwDEOUCMg4IABDqAhCPARCMAxDlAjIOCAAQ6gIQjwEQjAMQ5QIyDggAEOoCEI8BEIwDEOUCMg4IABDqAhCPARCMAxDlAjIOCAAQ6gIQjwEQjAMQ5QIyDggAEOoCEI8BEIwDEOUCMg4IABDqAhCPARCMAxDlAjIOCAAQ6gIQjwEQjAMQ5QIyDggAEOoCEI8BEIwDEOUCUABYAGCaFGgBcAB4AIABAIgBAJIBAJgBALABEA&sclient=mobile-gws-wiz-hp) to me


She just wants to keep the baby away from the nude soldiers, for obvious reasons.


she was gonna yeet it as a distraction mechanism


Theres an actual explanation but I like this better


But THAT IS SPARTA! Or at least looks like it from the capes and naked dudes and whatnot.


P sure it's the (early) Romans vs the Sabines. Way in early Roman mythology, quite recently after Romulus founded the city, the Romans realised they were mostly male, and needed women to reproduce and make an actual kingdom, let alone empire. So at one point, when they were invited by their neighbours, the Sabines, they waited until all Sabines were drunk and kidnapped the Sabine women. There's paintings on this, as well. Of course the Sabines didn't like this, and went to war with Rome, eventually breaching the city. Fighting bring out, but the women intervened, saying "that as father-in-laws and son-in-laws they would not contaminate each other with impious blood". And that's what we see happen here: the women jumping in-between the fighting men to get them to stop. The one holding up her baby is likely going it to show both the baby's father and the baby's grandfather (her father) that they are kin, and should not fight.


Their is a big wolf on the shield, definitely Romans.


Because of the implication.


Yeet the baby


^(Don't yeet the baby)


Yeet da baby


“Throw everything we’ve got at them! WAIT, NO LIVIA! NOT THAT!”




"[They], from the outrage on whom the war originated, with hair dishevelled and garments rent, the timidity of their sex being overcome by such dreadful scenes, had the courage to throw themselves amid the flying weapons, and making a rush across, to part the incensed armies, and assuage their fury; imploring their fathers on the one side, their husbands on the other, "that as fathers-in-law and sons-in-law they would not contaminate each other with impious blood, nor stain their offspring with parricide, the one their grandchildren, the other their children. If you are dissatisfied with the affinity between you, if with our marriages, turn your resentment against us; we are the cause of war, we of wounds and of bloodshed to our husbands and parents. It were better that we perish than live widowed or fatherless without one or other of you."


Always the women's fault 🙄


this is actually a rare example of women getting credit for bringing about peace! After they were abducted and raped...but still. Progress?




Baby: Mom?! Wtf, are you doing? Mom: Trust me, people in 2000 years will find this funny as shit.


The best armor is no armor


Clothing used to be so flimsy back the


Bit of a shortage of battle uniforms and armour?


More like: ''Anything is a weapon''


I feel like using JL David is cheating


"my baby!"


"You have the bomb?" "Yes mother" *Yeeet*


…*Sun rises over the horizon to the sounds of metal clashing and the screams of hundreds of soldiers fighting for their life…* NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!!!! (Edit: this is referring to the opening of the lion king. Nobody really knows the words to that song unless they look them up.)




Nants ingonyama!!! Bagithi baba!!!!!


…Sithi hu ingonyama….(ingonyama)


This is not a battle - this is The Slaughter of the Innocents...


A titanic scene it is too.


i do that like 5-6 times with my cat


This is the first basketball game, so actually she’s about to shoot a 3.


Swords and shields were invented before armor huh?


Or that one panel in volume 33 of Attack on Titan


Fuck the opening scene of The Lion King, did you see the guy on the left with 2 legs for a penis???


Pretty sure this is just Australian Rules Football, and she's about to score.


Conan the Barbarian, born in the battlefield


She’s using the baby as a weapon! Clobber ‘em good lady!


All I can imagine is this mass riot in the streets, and all of a sudden some painter shows up and is like: “Everyone freeze! I have to paint this before you all are slaughtered!” And everyone else is like: “Well okay, if you say so.”


Not pictured, the guy she’s trying to yeet the kid at


When you bring your baby instead of a weapon to battle


Hot potato! Hot potato!!!




She knows that baby boy is about to piss all over everyone. It won't make a difference in the outcome of the battle but it'll be pretty funny.


Damn check out those calves on her. Erik Fanhouser would be proud


Was it just cool to walk around with your rod out? Shield, check. Helmet, check. Cape, check. Pants, nah fuck that...


What the fuck is this painting even about




That fetus looks feckin traumatized. It isn’t even living a little mans is just being a pussy and crying.


One day, young padawan, my light will fade and this will all be yo... Oh well never mind...


That's a pretty sexy battle overall.


Then there's this girl in the middle rocking a warrior pose... Hey lady! Just wanted to let you know it doesn't make you a warrior. Have a great rest of your- aaaand she's dead.


Or you just think that it might be legit to just pull out your tits in the middle of a battle.


Hi OP, this has been posted like 50 times so what actually is the point? Is there something I don’t know about where you can for real convert karma to cash?