Today there was another proof that there is something seriously wrong with moi. This time it came through my letterbox and had big red letters on it warning me.
With my fingers trembling I opened the letter and discovered another sign that I have a problem and need to act now!
As noted in the attached letter, the solution is invisible and discreet and will provide renewed joy to my life. ( I was not aware that there wasnt any..)
The problem was underlined with phrases like ; Harder, longer and bigger. Well for the moment I dont really have ambitions to become longer or harder let along bigger, BUT the brochure told me I need to act now.
Of course the solution was also provided in the Direct Mail, namely the Sex Patch!
The what? A patch that keeps me from having sex like Nicopatch for smokers? No gracie! Apparantly my male zone (see picture) should be glowing like the nose of a clown or maybe more topical...like a christmas tree.
After being reminded every day (10 times a day) by email that size matter and bigger is better, the army of Viagra Soldiers have arrived on my doorstep and frankly... its quiet scary! Graphs in the brochure have show that they are right and I am wrong, it needs to be at least 6cms longer and that for 4 hours.
A real christmas tree of joy and pleasure.
People like the Amsterdam based Kevin Meyer have been Sex Patched and are be able to use their manhood to hang their towel to dry on. Its really written!
I guess that in hard times (..) people really need to count on the Sex Patch!
Leaves me just with one question to be answered...Where to stick it on ?
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