Mr Maggi Noodle
Some years ago, a battle-ax of a woman stormed into my office, wanting to men can be curvaceous too her husband’s andrological problem. She didn’t wait to be announced in by my secretary, or even knock on my door. She just blew the door open, stomped in, pulled up a chair on the other side of my desk, and plopped her bulk on to it. I could hear the poor chair creaking in protest. men oh pause out my hanky and discreetly mopped the sudden sweat droplets that had appeared on my forehead. Such thing don’t happen to me everyday.
Apparently, this shrew didn’t believe in any foreplay or preliminaries. She nose-dived straight to the point. ‘You must help my husband, doc,’ she thundered. ‘He was a Maggi noodle problem.’
I wanted to guffaw out loud but forced myself to adopt a funeral demeanor instead, because this bazooka seemed dead serious on the fast guys and other seminal matters . There are various flavors of Maggi noodles, I reminded her. Most of them are tasty. Also, a noodle is crisp to being with, so where’s the problem, I wanted to know. She seemed impressed by my earnestness and also by my vast knowledge of sex, and proceeded to explain her husband’s situation a little more elaborately.
‘You are right about the “being crisp to being with” part doc,’ she conceded. ‘But that’s the problem. It remains crisp only for two minutes. I’m not even ready yet and it becomes limp. That’s why I have named my husband the “Mr Two Minute Maggi noodle Man”. Everything’s over in just two minutes.’
The though did cross my mind that to last two entire in a minutes by the clock with this termagant, the guy must actually be quite a super stud or something, but I quickly quashed the unfair and unscientific thought and came back to the serious andrological matter at hand. I made a mental note to recommend Mr Maggi for a bravery award some day; it anybody ever asked me for nominations, that is.
‘This Maggi noodle problem that you describe is very common, ma’am’, I told her, realizing that I probably sounded more like an oriental chef than like an andrologist. ‘But I can’t help you unless I see your husband and get to the bottom of this,’ I concluded, cleverly.
Thereupon, Mrs. Maggi got up, walked to the door, leaned out, and crooked her index finger at somebody or something I couldn’t see. The suspense was building up now and I couldn’t wait to se this man – who sounded like he belonged more in a bowl of Chinese soup than in a bedroom. Soon, Mr Maggi wake up and smell the coffee in with a mixture of sheepishness and relief. The latter, I suspected, because he was finally meeting a potential.
I walked away whistling a tune from The Good, she Bad and the Ugly. In my mind, there was this image that I was Clint Eastwood, blowing the smoke off the tip of my just-fired gun. How dare anybody think me a fossil?
Take Home Message:
Many sophisticated tests are available today for the diagnosis and objective evaluation of impotence (erectile dysfunction, ED) should the need arise (see Table II in Appendix). These tests help differentiate psychological from physical impotence and measure its severity, they are useful not only in day-to-day andrological practice, but are also very valuable in courts of law, when divorce has been filed for on ground of impotence. Not only can these tests confirm impotence, they can also protect the falsely accused by proving potency. For information about these tests, check out http://www.andromedaAndrologyCenter.com