Jack goes to the doctor and says, “Doc, I’m having trouble getting my weapon hand job. Can you help me?”
After a complete examination the doctor tells Jack, “Well, the problem with you is that the muscles around the base of your weapon are damaged.
There’s really nothing I can do for you unless you are willing to try an experimental treatment.”
Jack asks sadly, “What is this treatment?”
“Well,” the doctor explains, “what we would do is take the muscles from the trunk of a baby elephant and implant them in your weapon.”
Jack thinks about it silently then says, “Well the thought of going through life without ever having lovemaking again is too much, let’s go for it.”
A few weeks after the operation Jack was given the green light to use his improved equipment.
He planned a romantic evening and took his date to one of the nicest restaurants in the city.
In the middle of dinner he felt a stirring between his legs that continued to the point of being uncomfortable.
To release the pressure Jack unzipped his fly.
His weapon immediately sprung from his pants, went to the top of the table, grabbed a bread roll and then returned to his pants.
His date was stunned at first but then said with a sly smile, “That was incredible! Can you do that again?”
Jack replied, “Well, I guess so, but I don’t think I can fit another roll in my bum.”