...that "man-size" Trojan condom with strawberry flavour that you always kept in your wallet, you know the one that you used to pull out and show your pal's on those late nights out drinking as you drunkenly gazed round at all the chicks in the room and with a sinister smile told your friends that one day some lucky lady of your fine choice would be the happiest lady in the world as you showed her your love skills.
Well either it finally wore a hole in your wallet after the last eight years of waiting and fell out or it was in fact too big and fell off before you could get to the goal. Secondly what the hell is it doing in the middle of the street? Do you bring your looser friends to this location of interest, point out the rubber and brag about how happy some lady was after you showed her your love skills? You pathetic gimp we all know that you're still a virgin and that just had to open the package to see if it still tasted of strawberry even after the expiration date has passed years ago.
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