I used to have a good friend, I named him dick. Dick was always with me, he was always right there. If I was outside he was outside, if I was about to be thrown into a volcano by angry tribesmen, he was right there with me, if I was in the bathroom shitting my lungs out, he was right there with me.
But then, there came a fateful day, when I had to give Dick up, and underwent a surgery to remove my penis cancers.