What a Richard...

In college I worked at the campus coffee/pizza/Eboli dive. Obvious restrictions on swearing applied, so when we wanted to call someone a dick, we'd ask "Your name is Richard, right?"

Most of us started calling our junk 'richard' out of habit: "I had to take a wicked piss, but I couldn't get my richard out fast enough..."

These are some richards that I can get behind... so to speak.

Not so much a richard as it is seriously low hangers...