Tuesday, January 1, 2008

The Pickle Factory

Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed
there for a number of years when he came home one day to
confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. He
had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. His wife
suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it,
but Bill indicated that he'd be too embarrassed. He vowed to
overcome the compulsion on his own. One day a few weeks later,
Bill came home absolutely ashen. His wife could see at once that
something was seriously wrong.

"What's wrong, Bill?" she asked.

"Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge
to put my penis into the pickle slicer?"

"Oh, Bill, you didn't."

"Yes, I did."

"My God, Bill, what happened?"

"I got fired."

"No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?"

"Oh...she got fired too."
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5 comments:

Anonymous said...

LOL too funny

Anonymous said...

heh heh

Anonymous said...

good one!!

Anonymous said...

yep yep

Anonymous said...

ha ha ha