That Moth Had a Big Cock

I was driving along with my young son when we noticed a car driving erratically ahead of us. As we pulled alongside it, ready to overtake, the window came down and a massive dildo — sixteen inches if it was a day — came flying out the window and smacked into our windscreen before flying off to the curb side.

My son looked confused for a second before asking, “What was that, Dad?”

I had to think quick. “That was a moth,” I replied. “Just a moth.”

He thought about it for a while and said, “Fuck, that moth had a big cock, eh Dad!”