Love on Wheelz

Sometimes what people consider mundane is interesting in my life. Like showers, for example. Showers consist of a nurse, a parent, an Ambu-bag, a <a href="shower chair, and me. Most of you stopped getting showered by your parents by ten. Let me tell you having your mom or dad wash your pecker can be awkward. God forbid you start thinking of Sarah Chalke or Scarlett Johansson. I try to stay flaccid at all costs. I say try because, up until today, I thought I’d succeeded.
My mom was giving me a quick shower before she left for work.
HW: You know, I have a picture of my penis on my computer, and the more I look at it, the smaller it gets.
Mom: That’s because you’ve never seen one of your erections.
HW: [utter shock and horror]
Mom: Just this morning, you told me you had to pee and – boop! – it was there.
HW: I don’t remember that.
Mom: You were asleep.
Jesus, I need therapy.

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