Pinnochio was receiving complaints from his girlfriend about consummating their passions. „Every time we make love,“ she said, „I get splinters!“So he went back to his maker, Gipetto, the carpenter, to ask for advice.“Sandpaper my boy, that’s what you need,“ was the carpenter’s response.A couple of weeks later the carpenter saw Pinnochio again, „How are you getting on with the girls now?““Who needs girls?“ replied Pinnochio!
