Too Much Of A Good Thing
A young man anxious for some sexual exercise picked up a hot
little woman in Central Park.
He didn't know that she was a nymphomaniac.
He took her to a hotel. After making love to her six times,
she was screaming for more. After the seventh, he slipped out
of the room on the pretense of buying cigarettes.
He stopped in the men's room, unzipped his fly, and couldn't
find anything.
In a panic, he reached inside his shorts. It was still there.
But it was very tiny and all drawn up.
In a soothing voice he whispered, "It's all right. You
can come out now. She's not here."
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