Frisky Mel Tucker in hot water

Turns out it was boiling water. He got cooked like a lobster

You know, we all like to make fun of Drycock, Indiana. And, why wouldn't we? But few understand how that town got its name.

You see, many years ago that town used to be a major railroad and bus hub for a lot of soldiers traveling to and from other parts of the country for deployment overseas. So, there were a lot of prostitutes in that town, which at the time was known as Bumfuck, Indiana. Well, you see where this is going. A lot of guys ended up with the clap, and their cocks were always running and running and running, dripping God knows what.

But there were a couple of bright medical professionals in the area who went out of their way to help the Army institute protective measures to prevent this. Yeah, it was mostly rubbers, but it was also plenty of education for a lot of swinging dicks who hadn't seen much of the world and were always willing to stick their cocks in anything, without thinking twice.

But things slowly changed. An ounce of prevention is worth...well, you know. The prostitution trade continued to thrive and fewer and fewer soldiers had to report to sick bay. In short, there were a lot more dryer cocks than in previous years. The Army was happy, the hookers were happy, and Drycock, Indiana was born.

So, don't be so quick to judge. Just sayin'...

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Damn so for a brief period of time the city of Drycock was known as Dripcock, Indiana. Mel is gonna love living at the big home on the corner of Regret Ave and Divorce Drive. In the I Fucked Up Tract. County of The Screwing You Get Isn't Worth The Screwing You Get.

maybe.....but Bobby Petrino seems to do OK...

I'd fuck her. Over the phone, anyway.

Then you'd be Investigated too and I'd have to fire you or sometjnng

Careful, that pussy has a built in text messenger to the po po, sex investigation unit.