Pickle Slicer
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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