Okay Jeff Bezos, yours is definitely bigger. A lot bigger.
It’s hard to imagine a more phallic instrument than the BlueOrigin rocket with its fully aroused glans bearing at its tip the capsule that finally ejaculated into space. Not to mention that roaring plume of fire at lift-off.
This was definitely more stimulating than watching Richard Branson’s initiation into suborbital ecstasy. With that we had to watch the long climb to launch height for 40 minutes, nearly half the flight, before his rocket ignited.