Chocolate is the new Viagra

by duncanr

boostThere’ll be queues of guys forming at the confectionery section of Tesco and other stores when this news gets out

Scientists in Belgium, beavering away in secret for 7 years, have just released the fruit of their labour – eating chocolate ‘enhances’ a man’s ‘performance’ in the bedroom for up to 6 hours by increasing blood flow to parts of the body

Of course, cynical buggers like me will . . . note that this research was carried out at the factories of Chocolatiers ACTICOA – so perhaps a vested interest here in coming up with findings that stimulate growth of sales figures ?

http://tinyurl.com/q56x2dg

That said, I don’t suppose it would do any harm to buy some chocolate tomorrow – just in case 😳

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8 Comments to “Chocolate is the new Viagra”

  1. It’s not as good as cannabis.

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  2. Duncan, stop thinking about your Willy – Wonka !

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  3. That is hilarious, I wonder if it’s true!

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  4. I posted this on here years ago, and got a good slagging off for it (except from ratty, who appreciated it for the smut that it is….). However, undeterred, here it is again. Fuck only knows who wrote it originally…….

    Mr Cadbury and Miss Rowntree met on a double Decker, it was after
    eight.

    She was from Quality Street, he was a fisherman’s friend. On the way,
    they stopped at a yorkie bar, he had a rum and butter, she had a wine
    gum.

    He asked her her name,’ Polo, I’m the one with the hole’ she said.

    I’m the one with the nuts,’ he thought! Then he touched her milky way.

    They checked in, and went straight to the bedroom. Mr Cadbury turned
    out the light for a bit of black magic. It wasn’t long before he
    slipped his handinto her snickers and felt her cream egg.

    He fondled her flap jacks then he showed her his curly wurly and tic
    tacs.
    Miss Rowntree wasn’t keen to have any more jelly babies, so she let him
    take a trip down Bourneville Boulevard.

    He was pleased as he always fancied a bit of fudge.

    It was a magic moment as she let out a scream of Turkish delight, when
    he pulled out, his fun size mars bar felt a bit crunchie. She wanted
    more, he needed time out, however, he noticed her pink wafers looked
    very appetizing.

    He did a twirl, had a picnic in her sherbet and finished off by giving
    her a gob stopper!

    Unfortunately, Mr Cadbury then had to go home to his wife, Caramel.

    Sadly he was soon to discover he had VD. It turned out Miss Rowntree
    had been with All sorts !!!!

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