See Bill, he worked in a pickle factory for a number of years. One day he came home to his wife and confesses to her, he had a terrible compulsion, he had an urge to stick my penis into the pickle slicer. His wife consoles him and tells him to go to see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill was too embarassed to do that so he vowed to her that he would overcome his problem. One day, a few weeks later Bill comes home from work, and his wife could tell that something was seriously wrong. She says, "Darling, what's wrong?" "You know the time I told you about my uncontrollable urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?", he replies. "Oh my god Bill, you didn't..." "Yes, I did." "My god Bill, what happened?" "I got fired." "No I meant what of the pickle slicer?" "Oh... she was fired too."