Blake and I were discussing the kind of foot traffic that comes into the sex shop we now frequent. (by frequent I mean that we’ve bought enough new-to-both-of-us toys in the past two weeks that I had to get a toy bin). I mentioned that some idiots come in and swing around the packers squeeling, “What do you do with this, IT'S SOFT!?”
Blake: “Yeah, how would you explain what a packer is [to the uneducated, mainstream, straight people who come into sex shops]?”
Me: “It’s a prosthetic penis, like a prosthetic leg”
Blake: “Yeah, like [they] need a prosthetic brain”
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