A man felt he had a problem with his size. At the local "special" clinic,
an excited doctor told him that because of his particular blood type, he
could undergo a radical new surgery: a small section of baby elephant
trunk could be grafted onto his penis, giving it extra strength and
length.
"Great!" said the man, and in a few days he was out of hospital with his
new pachydermic penis, and strict instructions to "lay off" for two weeks.
At the end of the two weeks, he took his girlfriend out for the ultimate
dinner. Candles, wines, violins, fine food... this was the night. But when
they were sitting at the table, he felt a sudden stirring in his left trouser
leg, and suddenly his penis fumbled onto the table, grabbed a bread roll
and disappeared again.
"My God!" said his girlfriend, her eyes lighting up with desire. "Can you do that again??"
With a tear rolling down his cheek, he said "Well, yes I think so - but I don't think I can fit another roll up my arse just yet."
an excited doctor told him that because of his particular blood type, he
could undergo a radical new surgery: a small section of baby elephant
trunk could be grafted onto his penis, giving it extra strength and
length.
"Great!" said the man, and in a few days he was out of hospital with his
new pachydermic penis, and strict instructions to "lay off" for two weeks.
At the end of the two weeks, he took his girlfriend out for the ultimate
dinner. Candles, wines, violins, fine food... this was the night. But when
they were sitting at the table, he felt a sudden stirring in his left trouser
leg, and suddenly his penis fumbled onto the table, grabbed a bread roll
and disappeared again.
"My God!" said his girlfriend, her eyes lighting up with desire. "Can you do that again??"
With a tear rolling down his cheek, he said "Well, yes I think so - but I don't think I can fit another roll up my arse just yet."
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