I can never forget this terrible condom experience.

I went to the pharmacy to buy my condom. The pharmacist then told me nowadays condoms come in all shapes, sizes and flavours. After I have selected the kinkiest ones, he then asked for the quantity I want.

"Well," I replied, "I've been seeing this girl for a while and she's really hot. And I think tonight's "the" night. I am having dinner with her parents, and then we're going out. And I've got a feeling I'm gonna get lucky after that. Once she's had me, she'll want me all the time, so you'd better give me the 12 pack, the kinky ones that I have selected to make her go wild and scream for more." I then gave him a wink to make him envy me.

I then made my purchase and left.

Later that evening, I sat down to dinner with girlfriend sitting next to me and facing us are her parents. Just before dinner is served, her father began to say a prayer for God's grace and mercy and continued praying for several minutes.

My girlfriend noticed me in deep thoughts with head bowed. She then leaned over and said, "You never told me that you were such a religious person." I then leaned over to her and whispered, "You never told me that your father is a pharmacist."