Dontcha hate it
when you sit down to take a crap, and the edge of your foreskin catches on the edge of the toilet seat, and you start pissing without knowing that, and the piss stream is directed between the seat and the bowl, and you spray piss all over your pants before you know it?
Not that that ever happens to me.
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Me neither.
Take it from one who knows . . . .
Lose the foreskin – convert to Judaism !!!!
Already cut. Don’t needa be a jew to get cut. And if you don’t still have a LITTLE left, you musta had an annoyed mohel.
I confess.
For what it’s worth, one of the local Mohel’s has an interesting name . . . “Pesherov.” You can guess what most folks here in metro north-west Boston call him . . .
LOL! Brad, whatcha gonna do. At least the name sort of matches the gig.
To continue the funny . . .
where I grew up in So. FL, there two particular Mohels:
1)Scyfe the Knife
2)Frazier the Razor
They didn’t charge much for their services . . . they kept all the tips !!!! [/ducks, runs]
I got a million of ’em. But don’t worry . . . I won’t quit my day job.
I can honestly say that I have never had the pleasure (?) of catching my foreskin on the edge of the toilet seat.
But I have, this very day, had the pleasure of cracking up the Missus, who was watching me scratch my scrote when all of a sudden a bit of the ol’ sackeroo poked through the crotch-vent of my briefs. Not sure what’s so funny about the Peeping Nutsack, but it did earn a major chuckle…and without any piss to clean up!
Eli, you almost have to be a fat guy. It’s kind of a fat guy phenom.
It’s that sound… the sound of running water and yet not the sound of any of hitting down in the bowl… the odd sound of water on fabric and on floor.
Then the realization of what is happening and what that’s going to mean for the rest of your day.
Not that it’s ever happened to me, mind you. No, not me. Of course, if it had it would have been because it’s hard to get something so large in proper position. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
We Jews don’t have that problem. Fear of people with sharp instruments near our jewels, yes, but not that problem.
I learn new things every day. *wry grin*