Please don’t be mean, I have a mentally retarded (FragileX) relative (50) who does this. We always found potatoes under his bed, and could never figure out why he took them from the pantry to his bedroom. Now he does live in a facility, but when he came home on a visit, this always happened. Then the facility called us after one home visit, and explained why he did this, and that when he returned after a home visit, he usually got an infection of some sort from the potatoes. They asked that we put a basket or something of clean potatoes in his room when he came home.
The potatoes were never damaged (well…um) or broken in any way, so we can’t figure this one out. Even the men in the family claim ignorance.
Well, I mean, you could certainly rub your junk against a potato if you were inclined to do so. I don’t know why you’d want to do that, but the list of verifiably-practiced sexual activities I can’t fathom anyone enjoying would take eons to compile.
In a world where dozens of men per year decide it sounds like fun to stuff their sausage into the business end of Hoover,* potatophilia is comparatively pretty tame.
Well yes but…how? And why? I mean, it’s conceptually easier to understand why some guy might stick his junk in the Hoover than it is to see what he might do with fully intact potatoes.
(Congratulations on the best thread I think I’ve ever seen in IMHO, by the way. There were laughs, chills, and at the end I think I even got something in my eye.)