I woke up this morning with a bad hangover, and my penis wasmissing again. This happens all the time. It's detachable. This comes in handy alot of the time. I can leave it home when I think it's going to get mein trouble, or I can rent it out when I don't need it. But now and then I goto a party, get drunk, and the next morning I can't for the life of meremember what I did with it. First I looked around my apartment and Icouldn't find it, so I called up the place where the party was, they hadn'tseen it either. I asked them to check the medicine cabinet coz for some reason, Ileave it there sometimes, but not this time. So I told them if it popsup to let me know. I called a few people who were at the party, but theywere no help either. I was starting to get desperate. I really don't likebeing without my penis for too long. It makes me feel like less of a man and Ireally hate to have to sit down every time I take a leak. After a fewhours of searching the house and calling everyone I could think of, I wasstarting to get very depressed, so I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast.Then as I walked down Second Avenue toward St. Mark's Place,where all thosepeople sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penislying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven. Some guy was selling it. Ihad to buy it off him. He wanted 22 bucks, but I talked him down to 17.I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on. I was happy again.Complete. People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,but I don't know. Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like havinga detachable penis.