I approached this girl in a club last night and said, “I’ve got something huge in my pants for you. Why don’t you come back to my place and you can see it?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, she was dragging me into a taxi.
Twenty minutes later we burst through my front door kissing passionately. She pushed me up against the kitchen wall and said, “Let me see it, big boy!”
“There it is,” I replied, pointing to my work pants on the ironing board. “I can’t get that crease out of them at all!”