The Pickle Slicer

Jones worked at the pickle factory for twenty years. He was on the assembly line, just a few feet from the pickle slicer. Last week, they got a new plickel slicer.

One day he came home with his hands in his pockets, tears running down his face.

Mrs. Jones ran to him. “What happened?”

“I was fired today.”

“What?”

“For twenty years I worked on the assembly line. Ever since they got that new pickel slicer,  I’ve had this terrible urge to put my penis in the pickle slicer. Today, I could resist no more.I stuck my penis in the pickle slicer.”

“Oh no!” cried his wife. “That’s terrible! Are you OK?"

I am OK"

"So what happened to the pickle slicer?”

“Oh, they fired her too.”