Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed there for a number of years when he came home one day to confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion...He had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. His wife suggested that he see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill said he would be too embarrassed.He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own.One day a few weeks later, Bill came home and his wife could see at once that something was seriously wrong.'What's wrong, Bill?' she asked.'Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?' 'Oh, Bill, you didn't!' she exclaimed.'Yes, I did.' he replied.'My God, Bill, what happened?''I got fired.''No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?' 'Oh...she got fired too.'