[FONT="]A young, very naive, dairy farmer, took a lightning-quick kick from a cow...right in his crotch. Writhing in agony, he fell to the ground.
As soon as he could manage, he took himself to the doctor. He said: "How bad is it Doc? I'm going on my honeymoon next week and my fiancé, who is still a virgin -- in every way."
The doctor told him, "I'll have to put your willy in a splint to let it heal, and keep it straight. It should be okay next week, but leave it on as long as you can." He took four tongue depressors and formed a neat little 4 sided splint, and taped it all together...quite an impressive work of art.
The farmer mentioned none of this to his fiancé, married her, and they went on their honeymoon to Duluth. That night in the Motel 6, the bride ripped open her blouse to reveal her beautiful, untouched breasts. She said: "Sweetheart, you're the first one. No one has EVER seen these."
The groom immediately dropped his pants and replied: "Look at this! .....still in THE CRATE."[/FONT][FONT="][/FONT]