A tall, dark, handsome straight man was walking down the boulevard one
July afternoon. It was hot - 103 - and he became so hot he took off his
shirt. He had a craving for an ice cold beer.
He came upon a bar and walked right in, relishing the refuge of the AC.
He looked around and sighed. Two men were kissing in the corner -it
was a gay bar. "No big deal", he thought, "I'm just here for a beer."
He went up to the bar and asked the bartender for a beer. "Sure thing," the
bartender replied, "But first, you have to tell us what you call your penis."
(Exasperated look) The man was like, "I don't know...."
The man on his left said "I call mine Chevy - like a rock."
The man on his right said, "Yeah, I call mine Ford - you know - built to
last."
The man behind him said, "I call mine Energizer - keeps on going and
going."
The man in the corner said, "I call mine Mentos - all day strong, all day
long."
The bartender said "I call mine Extra - lasts an extra, extra, extra long
time."
The straight man began to be weary of the gay audience gathered around
him, waiting for his response. Finally, in a cautious tone, he replied,
"Uhmmm (sigh) Uhmm.... I call mine Secret - you know - strong enough
for a man, but made for a woman."