The big member - hope you can count
I found another for my friends here:
A man with a 25 inch long woody goes to his doctor to complain that he is
> having a problem with this cumbersome instrument and has had more than one
> complaint.
>
> "Doctor," he asked, in total frustration, "Is there anything you can do
for
> me?"
>
> The doctor replies, "Medically son, there is nothing I can do. But, I do
> know this witch who may be able to help you."
>
> So the doctor gives him directions to the witch.
>
> The man calls upon the witch and relays his story.
>
> "Witch, my woody is 25 inches long and I need help. Can anything be done
to
> help me? You are my only hope."
>
> The witch stares in amazement, scratches her head, and then replies, "I
> think I may be able to help you with your problem. Do this. Go deep into
> the forest. You will find a pond. In this pond, you will find a frog
> sitting on a log. This frog has magic. You say to frog, 'Will you marry
> me?' When the frog says no, you will find five inches less to your
> problem."
>
> The man's face lit up and he dashed off into the forest.
>
> He called out to the frog, "Will you marry me?"
>
> The frog looked at him dejectedly and replied, "NO."
>
> The man looked down and suddenly his woody was 5 inches shorter.
>
> "WOW," he screamed out, "this is great! But it's still too long at 20
> inches, so I'll ask the frog to marry me again."
>
> "Frog, will you marry me?" the guy shouted.
>
> The frog rolled its eyes back in its head and screamed back, "NO!"
>
> The man felt another twitch in his woody, looked down, and it was another
5
> inches shorter.
>
> The man laughed, "This is fantastic."
>
> He looked down at his woody again, 15 inches long, and reflected for a
> moment.
>
> Fifteen inches is still a monster, just a little less would be ideal.
>
> Grinning, he looked across the pond and yelled out, "Frog will you marry
> me?"
>
> The frog looked back across the pond shaking its head, "How many times do
I
> have to tell you?"
>
> "NO, NO, NO!!!"
