The Pickle Slicer

Another one that I would have bet money was already here since it’s come through my mail so many times.

Bill had worked in a pickle factory for many years. One night, he confessed to his wife that for a while he had had a very strong 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 convinced her that he would be too embarrassed and that he could overcome the compulsion on his own.

Several weeks later, Bill came home from work absolutely ashen. His wife could tell right away that something was seriously wrong.

“What’s wrong, Bill?” she asked.

“Remember how I told you that I wanted to put my penis into the pickle slicer?”

“Oh, Bill! You didn’t!”

“Yes, I did.”

“My God, Bill! What happened!?”

“I got fired.”

“No, Bill,” she said. “I mean what happened with the pickle slicer?”

“Oh…she got fired too.”

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