Peter is drinking in a bar, and he sees a guy three
stools away every once in a while reach around to tug on a piece of
string that is hanging out of the back of his shirt collar.
Peter says, “Hey, pal, what’s that string for?”
The guy says “A couple
of days ago I had a date with a great girl, and when we got into bed, I
couldn’t get a hard-on. It made me so crazy that I tied this string to
the end of my dick, and now, every time I think of how it let me down, I
pull on the string so my cock can kiss my ass.”
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