Packing Peen

My cousin’s weiner is so big it could double as a ladder.

I saw a guy at the gym and it looked like he was trying to break the weiner record.

He walked in and the whole room went silent. Packing Peen, baby.

That guy’s weiner was so big I almost cried.

I asked him if he had a weiner or a snake in there.

He walked in and I thought I was dreaming.

That weiner could save the world.

He’s like the weiner version of Superman.

If that weiner had a cape, it’d be the most intimidating thing ever.

He’s got a weiner that’s bigger than me.

I swear that weiner has its own personality.

That thing moves like it’s got its own brain.

That weiner’s got a full-time job and a part-time gig.

He’s got a weiner that’s too busy to be a regular weiner.

That thing’s got a schedule.

He’s the weiner version of a myth.

They say he’s got a weiner so big it could beat up a dragon.

That thing’s got the power of a thousand weiners.