A man is in a horrible car accident, in which his penis is severed. The doctors decide to try a new radical technique and the graft a baby elephant trunk onto him as a replacement. The man recovers but he’s understandably self-conscious about his new appendage. His doctors assure him that everything should work just as it always has and he is encouraged to try it out.
So he’s out on his first date since the operation and he is very nervous. He takes his date to dinner and as they make conversation he starts to loosen up and have fun. They have a few drinks and the talk is growing flirty. He can feel himself growing excited and he is, for once, encouraged about his prognosis.
All of a sudden, as his date watches in horror, this little baby elephant trunk comes shooting up, grabs a hard roll, and disappears back underneath the table cloth. The man is shocked. His date is shocked. He breaks down and tells her all about his accident and the radical surgery. She likes him and is impressed by his candor. Then, still feeling flirty she asks him, “Say … um … do you think you can make it do that again?”
“I think so,” he responded, “I just don’t think my ass could take another hard roll.”