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Created on: January 19, 2010
Woe The Nymphomaniac
Little Joe Wiredrong ran across the street nervously, dodging a taxi and leaping to the curb. His doctor's office was another block and he was feeling less apprehensive about explaining why he wanted his wife sedated and kept in the hospital for a while. She was killing him and he had to save himself. There's really is only so much one man can take and he could not take anymore.
The doctor greeted him in a room just off the waiting area. Little Joe Wiredrong eyed all the wonderful phallic instruments and suddenly realized he was wired wrong. So anyway, he explained to the doctor about his wife's problem.
"My wife can't get enough of me!" Little Joe cried out.
"And that's a problem?" The doctor asked.
"Yes!" Little Joe said.
"Oh, I get it, she's a nymphomaniac!" The doctor said.
"Exactly!" Little Joe said, snapping his fingers and pointing at the doctor's face.
"And?" The doctor asked.
"And can you sedate her and, like take her to the hospital?" Little Joe asked.
"You mean help you beat her down and wipe her out?" The doctor asked.
"Hell, yeah!"
"Sure, we can do it." The doctor assured Little Joe.
As Little Joe walked with the doctor out of the room, he sighed with great relief.
The doctor threw a file on the counter and commanded his nurse to make a phone call.
"We gotta save Little Joe Wiredrong here, Patty." The doctor said.
The brown haired woman nodded and called The Lady Who Spanks, unbeknownst to Little Joe.
Patty hung up the phone after ordering sedation and then took Little Joe's blood pressure and temperature.
"Patty, call Mrs. Wiredrong and ask her if she could be available for steak and Heineken's around three." The doctor ordered.
Patty called Mrs. Wiredrong.
"She's very mad and wants to talk to you."
The doctor took the phone, "Yes, Mrs. Wiredrong, I'm wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me."
"I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" She screamed.
"I can't wait you white trash whore!" The doctor yelled.
That's how Little Joe was freed from his imminent death and discovered his female side. Weasel that he is, he now works in the underground subway and meets other Joe's in the men's room.
Mrs. Wiredrong was acquitted on attempted murder and now is afraid to look at men. She now goes by her new name, Wasgood, and loves her freedom.
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