This guy starts a new job. He is told that there are only three rules for him to survive: Be nice to the boss, Be nice to the customers and Try not to be nice to V, because she’ll jump his bones like she does everybody new. Or at least use a condom.
So he is nice to the boss, nice to the customers and not nice to V. until that fateful day when she catches him alone in the stockroom. He is there for half an hour and he merges with his clothes in disarray and his head in a swoon. There is no doubt V. has had him too.
-Did you at least use a condom? -his well-meaning friend asked.
-Nah – the guy answered, – She looked clean. Besides I doused “lil’ Albo” with vodka afterwards.”
Yeah, it is apparently a sure fly way for men to douse their “lil’ Albos” with strong vodka, raki or rubbing alcohol after the deed in lieu of using a condom. It is a practice for all the guys after their Friday Night Manhattan Special. One of which, being extra bad, kept his thingie immersed in raki for an hour and ended in the emergency room with a female doctor to whom he refused to tell what was happening. I dread to think what happened to the raki.
Use condoms people!