Sexwitz «Pickle factory»

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.