“Doctor, doctor, I’m having trouble with my todger, can you
do anything for me?” said the distressed man.
After a thorough examination the doctor told him that he
must have been so sexually active in the past that he’d almost
worn it out. The fact is that he’d only got the use of it for
another 25 shags. The young man went home to his wife and
told her what the doctor had said.
“Oh no!” she cried, “We mustn’t waste any of them, we’ll
have to draw up a carefully planned timetable.”
“I’ve already done that,” he said, “on the way home, and
there isn’t a slot left for you.”