His agent had been doing a grand promotional job. Interest was huge. It was $10 entry. But if The Great Dongo could not fulfil his act then everyone would get free drinks at the bar.
Come Saturday night, and the place was packed out. Great excitement. First the girls arrived on stage. They undressed and got into position. Some on their backs and some on all fours. They were a mixed bunch. slim, dark, fat, white, young, old. That didn't matter because The Great Dongo could handle them.
Then The Great Dongo came onto the stage. There was great cheering and whistling and hooting.
The show began.
After 5 minutes the first lady had been satisfied. He moved on to the next lady; no problem. Then the next. However, after 6 ladies had been taken care of, The Great Dongo began to slow noticeably. Signs of fatigue perhaps? And much to the delight of the audience he moved onto number 7. And after a real struggle to number 8 and then onto number 9.
After lady number 9 had been seen to, The Great Dongo was exhausted. The crowd were getting restless. They began chanting his name "Dongo! Dongo! Dongo!" but it was no good. The Great Dongo just couldn't rise to the occasion and sort the last lady out.
The curtain came down. The audience booed and rushed to the bar for their free drinks.
Visibly unhappy, The Great Dongo's agent approached his dejected man.
"What happened out there tonight.
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