So old Tingo made another one, this one maybe as big as your thumb, and he said to himself, wow, this one is better than either of the other ones. And, of course, clever Aminea lost that one too, and so he made another one a little bigger, and another one, and another one.

After a while Aminea had a whole collection of old Tingo's penises, and it was more than enough to please her every night of the year, but she was curious how far old Tingo would go. He made a penis as big as your arm, and then made one as big as a the trunk of a palm tree. Fortunately clever Aminea had been around for a while, and knew the trick of expanding herself up to make herself bigger (she could shrink herself down like a mouse, too, but that's for another story), so she still had a good time with old Tingo even when his penis was as big as the thickest, highest treetrunk, and he had to stagger just to carry it around.

"But these are just little things, old Tingo," she told him. "Why don't you make one that's a decent size, big enough that it won't get lost?"

And old Tingo resolved, I'm going to make myself a penis that's big enough that not even absent-minded Aminea is not going to lose it.

So he made himself a penis that was, oh, I don't know, maybe a mile high, and almost as thick. It was so big he couldn't carry it around, he had to dig a hole and lie on his back with the penis sticking up in the air, and he couldn't even move. Maybe this penis is a little too big, he thought, but wait until that absent-minded Aminea asks to borrow it, then she can have it, and just let her try to lose this one.

So after a while that clever Aminea came, and she saw old Tingo's penis -- she could hardly miss it, you could see it a hundred miles away -- and she thought, now this is a real penis, yes, but where is old Tingo?

But she liked the new penis, and she rubbed it, and after a while it did what a penis does. But what shot out of that penis was lava, and quite a lot of it, too. It really made quite a mess. So she thought, no, I don't like this penis quite as well, I really think Tingo went too far on this one. So she went away.

And old Tingo, he was in quite a bit of trouble, buried underneath that enormous penis, and under all that lava, which solidified into a mountain right there on top of him, and I don't know how long it took him to wiggle himself out again. I guess he was plenty mad, and it took him a long time before he could see what a funny joke that clever Aminea had played on him.

So when he got over getting mad he went to Aminea, and Aminea was so sorry for him that she let him have one of his penises back, and he picked one that wasn't too big, and wasn't too small, really the one that's just in the middle, the best one, and he took it and stuck it back on, and told her that he wasn't going to give away his penis any more. Women were plenty welcome to borrow it, he said, but they'd have to use it right there stuck to him where it wouldn't get lost. And Aminea decided, well, that wasn't such a bad idea.

She still had all those other penises that old Tingo had made, even if old Tingo had taken the one that was just the right size, so she took those others and gave them away. There were just enough that every man could get one, although some got ones that are just tiny little things, no bigger than a peanut, and some got ones that are just way too big.

So that's how come, if you look at men's penises, they are all different, some little and some big, and none of them ever think that their penis is just the right size.

And old Tingo? He has the one that's just the right size. And I know that there are a lot of women still looking for it, too.