The art of gently cradling and rolling oneâs gentlemanâs sausage back and forth in the palms of oneâs hands during a shower, ensuring a thorough yet oddly therapeutic cleanse. Often accompanied by deep introspection, awkward eye contact with the shampoo bottle.
"Bro, I walked in on Dave in the locker room, and he was full-on pork rolling like he was kneading dough. I canât unsee it."