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A very proper man started going into the neighborhood drug store every week and buying two dozen boxes of condoms. Week after week he would come in with the same order.

One day the druggist felt he had to say something to the man.

"Wow! You must have the stamina of a bull. Talk about getting lucky! How on earth do you use that many condoms a week?"

Looking at him in disgust, the man said, "I beg your pardon, but I find the whole idea of sex repulsive!"

"So," the druggist asked, "Then what do you do with all those condoms?"

The gentleman answered, "If you must know... I feed them to my poodle and now she poops in little plastic bags."
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