The year is 2222 and after accumulating enough

> > frequent flier miles, Mike and Maureen land on Mars.

> >

> > They meet a Martian couple and are talking about all

> > sorts of things. Mike asks if Mars has a stock market,

> > if they have laptop computers, how they make money, etc.

> >

> > Finally, Maureen brings up the subject of sex.

> > "Just how do you guys do it?" asks Maureen.

> > "Pretty much the way you do," responds the Martian.

> >

> > Discussion ensues and finally the couples decide to

> > swap partners for the night and experience one another.

> > Maureen and the male Martian go off to a bedroom

> > where the Martian strips.

> >

> > He's got only a teeny, weenie member - about half an

> > inch long and just a quarter inch thick.

> > "I don't think this is going to work," says Maureen.

> >

> > Why?" he asks, "What's the matter?"

> > "Well," she replies, "It's just not long enough to

> > reach me!"

> >

> > "No problem," he says, and proceeds to slap his

> > forehead with his palm. With each slap of his forehead,

> > his member grows until it's quite impressively long.

> >

> > "Well," she says, "That's quite impressive, but it

> > looks like a long pencil, it's still pretty narrow...."

> >

> > "No problem," he says, and starts pulling his ears.

> > With each pull, his member grows wider and wider

> > until the entire measurement is extremely

> > exciting to the woman.

> >

> > "Wow!" she exclaims, as they fell into bed and made

> > mad, passionate love.

> >

> > The next day the couples rejoin their normal partners

> > and go their separate ways. As they walk along, Mike asks

> >

> > "Well, was it any good?"

> >

> > "I hate to say it," says Maureen, "but it was damn

> > good. How about you?"

> >

> > "It was horrible," he replies. "All I got was a headache.

> > She kept slapping my forehead and pulling my ears."