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Carnival Cock Column Competition Chaos Concluded by Clowntanna
“Just Stay Erect For An Hour… Win A Thousand Dollars!”
“That’s it? Just stay erect for an hour? Really? I barely have an hour in my day that I’m not rock hard,” proudly rattles off Ted.
“There are a few rules…”
“…As with any game. Here’s my $25. Let’s go, little one.”
“You’ll need to drop your pants and stand with your backside against that back wall.”
“And get arrested for indecent exposure?”
“Look above and below the counter.”
There are over two dozen warning signs of every size, painted in clown paint, warning all bystanders of public nudity, in English and at least three other languages.
Clowntanna comments, “With the proper signage, everything is legal.”
An impatient man behind Ted comments, “Dude! Other customers are waiting, with cocks that don’t know how to wait. You’re muscling into my erection time.”
“Give me a minute!” Turning to Clowntanna, asking, “What are the other rules?”
“Hands strapped above your head to the back wall, so you can’t perform any self-erection-assistance. And you’ll have to pick a number between 1, 2, or 3.”
