As she waited in the bed, he began undressing, first removing his shoes and socks. His toes were a unsightly mess of twisted stubs.
“Don’t worry, I had Tolio as a kid.” he explained.
Upon removing his pants she saw his terribly pock-marked knees.
“It’s nothing,” he said. “Just a severe case of Neasles when I was young.”
Finally, he removed his underwear at which point his date blurted out…
“Don’t tell me — Smallcox?”