January 19, 2010

erection for sale! one blue, throbbing erection for sale!!!

fucking can get expensive.

I work at a pharmacy and of course, it's common to sell medications for erectile dysfunction. We have a little sticker on our keyboards with the pricing for the 3 we sell on a per tablet basis:


Since most insurances don't cover any of the costs, we often do sell individual doses. Men come in to buy one fuck at a time. Judging from that little pic above, you can see that the average erection will cost you $18. And if you're with someone like me who wants it more than once daily, you'll go bankrupt. But that's another story.

For $18 you can buy:

dinner for yourself at all sorts of restaurants...even SUSHI or
a decent bottle of wine or a couple bottles of the cheap but still tasty stuff or
around 6 gallons of regular unleaded gas or
15 2 liters of coke or 5 12 packs or
a bottle of lotion and a porn video or
17 bags of giant chewy nerds or
chips, salsa, and rent a couple of dvd's or
50 blank cds and a drink and some candy or
100 york peppermint patties and a coke or
17 items from wendy's lovely $1 menu or
an erection

Personally, sex is worth a good lot more than 18 bucks. It's so vital and priceless. But seriously, if you have to wine and dine the lady and buy condoms etc....you better make sure it's quality ass first. otherwise, you're better off buying the pill and jerking off to pictures of betty white.

4 Comments:

wastingawesome said...

when i go to my work hospital they give us all kinds of free rubbers in about 6 diff varieties...i always wondered if the man provided its employees with free excitement in addition to protection...more to follow

Spuds said...

hey sometimes it's worth it to have some good hibachi for $18 especially with someone who is worth it, although yeah, sex would be worth a great deal more i agree. Like a mastercard commercial hehe

Bag Man said...

Okay...what's with all the Golden Girls references? Yesterday, Bea Arthur. Today, Betty White. You are too funny!

Esoteric said...

What you're telling me I can't buy a $10 hooker and a pack of smokes to cool my nerves after the deed is done?

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