It Took the Mortician 2 Hours to Remove the Smile From the Deceased's Face

I don’t think I have strong emotional connections with most of the guys I’ve bed, but I would still wouldn’t want to see any of them die after a 12 hour sex marathon and be the one calling the morgue.

On the plus side, I’m guessing that death saved them a $4300 loss.

I intially read the thread title as “It Took the Mortician 2 Hours to Remove the Slime From the Deceased’s Face” :eek:

Just his luck to get real Viagra instead of the usual fake stuff so common on the streets.

A propos of nothing related to the OP, I haven’t thought of that joke* since I was around eight years old. Your post just served as the catalyst for a years-overdue epiphany. (I also understand now why my parents looked at me funny when I asked them to explain it.)

On the other hand…eeeew. I think I was happier when I thought it was just absurdist humor.

As to Tuganov…were they hot? It’s a kickass way to go regardless, but if they were Swedish bikini models or something, that could mark the difference between “folk-tale hero” and “Homeric legend”. Devil’s in the details and all.

  • Q: What’s the difference between elephants and ice cream? A: Ice cream comes in half-gallons, elephants come in quarts.

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I can see Jesus giving him a high five and saying, “Oh man, you were a sex GOD!”

Yes, but if you take it from a Catholic P.O.V., Jesus’ personal best in the sex department probably wouldn’t have been hard to beat.

(Can we just pretend that no one notices the words “hard” and “beat” in that sentence? After all, it is Lent. Thanks!)

Hmmm. The whole story smells fishy to me (and you can take that any way you like).

No kidding!

Imagine, winning all that money!

Hee hee hee…excellent “Top Secret” reference. :smiley:

This bet sounds like a high-stakes version of “I bet you a quarter I can touch your boob without touching your bra.” “Oops, lost. Here’s your quarter…can I try again?”

See? That’s what machismo gets you. I’d have taken a quarter of the bottle, lost the bet smiled all the way to myspace.

Hooray! Somebody got it.

Thanks.

Wouldn’t the erection…hurt…after several hours???

Bad combination of question and username. Just . . . bad.

I got it too. The thread title was also a nice Top Secret reference.

He didn’t know if he was coming or going.

Not buying it, if you want to know ask me why, otherwise, carry on

Clearly, he watched Top Secret beforehand and the Viagra was a backup plan.

“Nick, I’ve tried everything: the embassy, the German government, the consulate. I even talked to the U.N. ambassador. It’s no use, I just can’t bring my wife to orgasm.”