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Friday, April 29, 2016

The Pickle Factory

Bryan worked in a pickle factory.  For many years he had a powerful desire to put his penis in the pickle slicer.


Unable to stand it any longer, he sought professional help from the factory psychologist.

After six months, the therapist gave up.  He advised Bryan to go ahead and do it or he would probably never have any peace of mind.

The next day he came home from work very early.  His wife became alarmed and wanted to know what had happened.


Bryan tearfully confessed his tormenting desire to put his penis in the pickle slicer.

He went on to explain that today he finally went ahead and did it, and he was immediately fired.


His wife gasped and ran over to her husband.  She quickly yanked down his pants and shorts only to find a normal, completely intact penis.


She looked up and said, "I don't understand. What about the pickle slicer?
Bryan replied, "I think she got fired, too."

Oops!  Laughing out loud

12 comments:

  1. I am always caught off guard with the punch line. It makes me giggle. Plicle slicer......

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    1. Gotcha Blondie! Happy you enjoyed it. ;)

      Hugs and blessings...Cat

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  2. LoL, good one, didn't see that coming. Wonder if his penis will remain intact? lol

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. Gotcha Roz! Hmmm...bet it depends on how fast he can run. ;)

      Hugs and blessings...Cat

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  3. Very amusing even the British humour enjoyed this

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    1. Welcome LC...happy you enjoyed the giggle. ;)

      Blessings...Cat

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  4. Hi Cat, oh I didn't expect that !
    love Jan, xx

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  5. You got me with that one, Cat. Thanks for sharing.
    Rosie xx

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    1. Gotcha Rosie! Happy you enjoyed it. ;)

      Hugs and blessings...Cat

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    1. Woohoo! Gotcha Sunny! ;)

      Hugs and blessings...Cat

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