My Manhood

Not that i have any doubt about my sexuality, the other day I found myself challenging my manhood. I am sure we all have experienced holding a pail and shovel for our children, grandchildren etc. Not such a big deal however, its how you hold it is what counts. A couple of weeks ago, we took my beautiful grandson to the beach. After playing on the swings for a while, he wanted to play in the sand so I was immediately summoned to go fetch his pail and shovel. As i sprinted to my car to retrieve said pail and shovel, upon my return, I noticed all the stay at home parents at the park looking at me. Was my fly open? Did I have boogers? No, I realized it was the way I was holding the pail and shovel. It all has to do with how you hold the pail. Notice in picture 1. Wouldn’t you say I look a bit less manly then in picture 2. Note the Macho grip I have in picture 2. Actually, after writing this, I think i should be questioning my mental state, not my manliness

Finley: ” Grandpa, you look so unmanly”

Finley: “Now thats the way you should hold my pail Grandpa”