Tbf, we sort of inheretted him from a neighbor with that name. Not that he knew his name. Still got butchered, but he lived to be pretty old for a goat, way older than most meat goats would live. He played, climbed shit, fucked, all the good stuff.
Mine was at 16 because my foreskin stopped growing. I honestly would have preferred to have it done at birth before I could remember the pain (like my brothers).
I never learned to roll back my foreskin when I was a wee lad and so once when I was 8 it got infected and I had to apply ointment to it and keep gradually peeling it back from its swollen and cemented position like trying to squeeze a tennis ball out of a tight gym sock. it hurt to pee for a week. Still, Im glad to have my foreskin.
Tbf it’s easy to get a bit sidetracked on the outer banks. My wife and I went there and ended up just freestyling it. Somehow ended up on a ferry that took two hours one direction
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