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So this trucker goes to the pharmacy looking for some aphrodisiacs.

"C'mon, doc! You gotta help me! I got three hot women all coming over tonight and I'm not as young as I used to be! You gotta do something!"

The pharmacist takes pity on him, goes in the back and comes out with a small bottle.
"This here is Spanish Fly. Put one drop, and only one drop in your coffee or whatever and it'll fix you right up!"

The trucker shakes the pharmacists hand vigorously "Gee, thanks Doc! I owe you big time!"

But when he gets home, he thinks "Hey, this stuff is probably just for taking care of one girl, I'd better take three drops for three women!"

Next day, he returns to the pharmacist. He looks like hell, he's lost 15 pounds, his eyes are all sunken into his head, and he looks exhausted.

The pharmacist comes out, asks what's the matter, and the trucker pulls out his junk to show what looks like raw hamburger meat. "Come on, doc! Gimme some liniment !"

The pharmacist, appalled, asks "You're not gonna put liniment on that, are you?"

The trucker replies, "Hell, no, the liniment's for my arm! Those girls never showed up last night!"

So this trucker goes to the pharmacy looking for some aphrodisiacs. "C'mon, doc! You gotta help me! I got three hot women all coming over tonight and I'm not as young as I used to be! You gotta do *something*!" The pharmacist takes pity on him, goes in the back and comes out with a small bottle. "This here is Spanish Fly. Put one drop, and *only* one drop in your coffee or whatever and it'll fix you right up!" The trucker shakes the pharmacists hand vigorously "Gee, thanks Doc! I owe you big time!" But when he gets home, he thinks "Hey, this stuff is probably just for taking care of *one* girl, I'd better take three drops for three women!" Next day, he returns to the pharmacist. He looks like hell, he's lost 15 pounds, his eyes are all sunken into his head, and he looks exhausted. The pharmacist comes out, asks what's the matter, and the trucker pulls out his junk to show what looks like raw hamburger meat. "Come on, doc! Gimme some liniment !" The pharmacist, appalled, asks "You're not gonna put liniment on *that*, are you?" The trucker replies, "Hell, no, the liniment's for my arm! Those girls never showed up last night!"

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