As for the padlock - well, we all know those saddest, most universally understood and related to words in almost any language:
"It seemed like a good idea at the time."
And, for men, I believe there is a male G spot equivalent thingy up there...summat to do with the prostate?
HOW did I get this thread onto bottoms!
Wow; that's almost as weird as adult babies, and that 'cheesegrater' case. :yack:
Each to their own, I suppose...
One person's weird is another's hohum...
This conversation brings to mind a radio program I listened to several years back. The host was talking to an emergency room doctor on the subject of objects wedged in backsides and the subsequent frenzied rush to the hospital with the sheepish look on the face and the strained, "um, doc.... can you get this damn thing outta here?"
The host asked the doctor, "What the strangest thing you've ever found in there?"
"A set of kitchen tongs" replied the doctor after a brief pause
The host started laughing and asked, "Who, on God's earth, could expect to achieve any amount of pleasure from sticking a set of kitchen tongs up his ass?"
The doctor said, "He wasn't seeking pleasure. He was seeking the initial object which he had placed into his rectum. A retrieval mission, not one of pleasure."
How did the conversation go?
Ow
ow ow OWWW ow Ow !!
hon, go get the tongs from the kitchen......
mmokay...
''''''''......... '''''
OW OW OW OW OW OW OWWO OOWWO OOWWOO WOO OOOOW
This reminds me of a joke by Dave Attell. He said that when you get something caught up there, you need two things, and two things quick. A set of tongs, and a friend who can keep a secret.
Damn! Cant those people afford sex toys? <grin>
Cheesegrater.... I don't want to hear about it. No!
OK, file all this under "way too much information".
wtmi?
hehheh .. could be the name of a talk radio station, huh?
"hello, you're listening to tmi!"
sozobe wrote:Ah. Well, if Kickycan can get some, anyone can.
*LOL*
This one is for dlowan...since she first brought it up!
Prostate Stimulation - The Male G-Spot
And on the topic of cheese graters, here is a joke about a pickle slicer. Those who have been online for a while have probably seen this one before. I know I've received it in e-mails several times over the years.
Quote: 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," she said."
"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."
Oh my! And they try to tell me there is no such thing as a male vibrator!
There only isn't for wusses....
Damn! Did you look at that Oh-La-La?
Three-hundred dollars!??!
It's the "double-headed" part that puzzles me, tho ...
LOL!
<clicked on>
Elbow grease, huh? Now there's one more product that lost its innocence ...
I'll never think of it the same way again.
truth
I sure hope for his sake that it was a very large padlock.
Somehow I don't think it was...
Re: truth
JLNobody wrote:I sure hope for his sake that it was a very large padlock.
I'm happy that that's what I'd need :wink:
