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?"

The man looked at him in disgust and 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?"