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 said he would be too embarrassed. 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, 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' 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.'

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