As the woman was walking down the street, she noticed a
small boy who she thought was in need of a pee. Taking him
by the hand she led him over to a little alley and helped him
get his “winkie” out. but to her astonishment, it was huge
and growing by the minute as she held it in her hand. “My
goodness, young fellow, how old are you?”
“Twenty-eight” replied the jockey.