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Detachable Penis

I woke up this morning
with a bad hangover
and my coochie was missing again.
This happens all the time:
its detachable.
This comes in handy a lot of the time:
I can leave it home
when I think its going to 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 can not for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment
and I couldnt find it
so I called up the place where the party was.
They hadnt seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
(because for some reason I leave it there sometimes)
but not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called some other people from the party
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really dont like being without my coochie for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed.
So I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast.
Then as I walked down Second Avenue
towards St. Marks place where all those
people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my coochie lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
He wanted 22 bucks,
but I talked himdown to 17.
I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on.
I was happy again.
Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but,
I dont know. Even though its sometimes a winky in the ass,
I like having a detachable coochie.