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And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
Or I can rent it out, when I dont need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
And the next morning I cant for the life of me remember what I did with it.
So I called up the place where the party was; I asked them to check the medicine cabinet.
Cause for some reason I leave it there; but not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really hate having to sit down to take a leak.
I was getting very depressed, so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Marks Place,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket, next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
He wanted 22 bucks, but I talked him down to 17.
I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on.
I was happy again. Complete.