Brenda and Steve took their six-year-old son to the doctor. With
some hesitation, they explained that although their little angel
appeared to be in good health, they were concerned about his rather small penis.
After examining the child, the doctor confidently declared, "Just
feed him pancakes. That should solve the problem."
The next morning when the boy arrived at breakfast, there was a
large
stack of warm pancakes in the middle of the table. "Gee, Mom," he
exclaimed.
"Are those for me?" "Just take two," Brenda replied. "The rest are
for your father."
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