Do You Ever Wish Your Penis Would Go Away?

[Rip The Jacker]

It only pisses me off because other people can kick you in the balls. >_<

[Broken]

Ahhh... the penis, what is it now. Some 90 percent of internet use is wasted on porn. Just can&#39;t get enough of the stuff.

[GhettoBuddhist]

no an nor would my girl friend

[thewizeard]

Originally posted by ang3968@6 September 2003 - 07:31

In answer purely to the topic heading....

Do You Ever Wish Your Penis Would Go Away?

yes (as much as I love my husband)........ sometimes I do..... and I wish it would take the rest of his body away with it too.....

Then it&#39;s lucky for hubby that it&#39;s not internal.

I wish that there were less of these sort of topics in the lounge, but that&#39;s probably wishfull thinking I suppose....

[bigboab]

IT went&#33;

[Skank]

i thought id seen it all when the temp forum was running, i was wrong...ive seen it all now

[Ella]

I suggest this thread&#39;s author takes a listen to this tune...and realises that his wish may not be in vain...

Detatchable Penis
King Missile

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It&#39;s detachable.
This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it&#39;s gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don&#39;t need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can&#39;t for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn&#39;t find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn&#39;t seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
&#39;cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don&#39;t like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark&#39;s Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don&#39;t know.
Even though sometimes it&#39;s a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.