A good friend of mine . . .

A good friend of mine worked in a pickle factory.

For many years, he had a powerful, almost uncontrollable desire to put his penis in the pickle slicer.

Unable to stand it any longer, he finally sought professional help from the factory psychologist.

After six months of intense therapy, however, the frustrated therapist
gave up. The therapist advised my friend to go ahead and do it,
otherwise he would probably never have any peace of mind.

The next day, my friend came home from work very early. His
wife became alarmed and wanted to know what had
happened.

For the first time, my friend tearfully confessed to her his
tormenting desire to put his penis in the pickle slicer. He
went on to explain that today he finally went ahead and did
it, and he was immediately fired.

His wife gasped and ran over to her husband. She quickly
yanked down his pants and shorts only to find a normal,
completely intact penis.

She looked up and said, "I don't understand. What about the
pickle slicer?"

My friend replied, "I think she got fired too."