Fred comes home after a hard day's work at the pickle factory and announces to his wife that he's developed a terrible sexual compulsion; he wants to stick his Willy in the pickle slicer. His wife suggests he see a sex therapist, but he says he's too embarrassed. He promises to sort his problem out himself ...
A few weeks later, Fred comes home ashen-faced. His wife can see he's seriously upset.
"What's wrong?" asks the wife.
"Well ... you know that urge I had to stick my willy in the pickle slicer..."
"Oh, My God!' says his wife, 'What happened?!"
"I got fired" says Fred. His wife unzips him and, to her surprise, finds his willy still intact. Astonished, she asks "What happened with the pickle slicer?"
"Oh," says Fred, "She got fired too."
