Figs: Masculine, Feminine, or Transcendent?

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1
Wait, "butthole that's just been fisted" isn't one of the options?
2
I had an old girlfriend I nicknamed "Fig". All my lady friends seemed to get it but the guys just thought 'hey, nice nickname'.
3
Meanwhile somewhere over Yemen...
4
What's the difference between "fucking with" and "ego torture", besides perspective?
5
mine aren't ripe yet but the rats are already circling.
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@2
that's funny. i knew a guy who went by "Fig." I don't think it was sexual, more i think because he was into organic living. i saw him cook a stir-fry in a wok on stage with a band.
7
I prefer mine in Newton form. However, I happen to think they look quite womb-like.

BTW, Figs can come from female trees OR transcendent trees. http://waynesword.palomar.edu/pljun99b.h…
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OK, I'm not the only person who thinks the texture encountered when eating a fresh fig is awfully like the texture encountered when performing oral sex on a lady, right?
9
I would endorse a fig for Seattle Port Commissioner before Gregoire.
10
I looked at that picture and saw an asshole. That would be like #817 on the list of things that make me a pervert.
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As your picture illustrates, there should obviously be a "depends on whether it's cut open or not" option.
12
Figs, like all fruits, are fertilized ovaries of a plant. Female.
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@1: Ouch!

I don't know. I guess I always see fruit as feminine.

Brendan Kiley even gets me hot talking about figs. Leave me alone, straight boy!

How nice though that you have a functional fig tree in your proximity - one that isn't urban-contaminated.
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@13

Even bananas?
15
Option 4: full of bugs
16
I always find it amusing when someone --such as the female staffer-- becomes so veklempt at a mere concept that they will override their own delighted tastebuds and throw such a delicacy away. Baffling!

“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.” Aristotle, Metaphysics
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Obviously no one here has seen Women in Love, adapted for the screen by Larry Kramer from DH Lawrence's novel, starring the incomparable Glenda Jackson (who won the Oscar for it).
In one scene, Alan Bates describes - and director Ken Russell shows - the proper way to eat a fig.
As a bonus, there's the sweaty nude wrestling scene with Bates and a young, non-bloated Oliver Reed. Woof!
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@15: HE KNOWS ABOUT THE WASPS