If you are too modest or delicate to read about these errr…sizable matters…please do skip this post. Wonder what I am talking about? Well, it begins tamely enough.
At the end of a long and probably very boring formal dinner in honour of the retirement of the President of France, Charles de Gaulle, British Prime Minister, Harold Macmillan, turned to Madame de Gaulle and asked politely what she was looking forward to in her retirement. Quick as a flash the elderly lady replied, “A penis.” Dead silence fell on the table, everybody wondering if they had heard right.
Macmillan had been trained all his life never to appear shocked, but even he was a bit taken aback. He mumbled, “Well, I can see your point of view, don’t have much time for that sort of thing nowadays”. An unapologetic Madame De Gaulle insisted, “I believe it is the case for all women, everything can be endured as long as we have a penis.” The silence became deafening for many, many seconds, until De Gaulle’s characteristic voice rose, “My dear,” he said, “I believe et eez pronounced ‘APpiness’…”
And it rather goes on, from there. What is it with these people collecting penae?