The Penis and The Pickle Factory

Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed there
for many 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 said he was
too embarrassed and he vowed to overcome the compulsion
on his own.

One day a few weeks later, Bill came home and his wife could
see at once that something was seriously wrong. ‘What’s wrong,
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 exclaimed. ‘Yes, I did.’ he replied. ‘My
God, Bill, what happened?’ ‘I got fired.’ ‘No, Bill. I mean, what
happened with the pickle slicer?’ ‘Oh…she got fired too.’