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My penis fell off today while I was at work and listening to Motörhead. I am not sure if it was due to the fact that I was: at work or listening to Motörhead. Either way I suppose it doesn’t matter because I am now without a penis. I didn’t realize how much I loved my penis prior to loosing it. Now that it has left me I now know that I was indeed attached to my penis and I thought it was attached to me. I was wrong. It felt compelled to leave me, it may not have been in my darkest hour or when I needed it the most but I feel let down. DAMN EWE PENIS….Damn you.