Passion Natural Water-Based Lubricant - 55
Gallon

I knew getting back in the "dating game" would be a challenge
after being out of it for over 5 years. When I was released from Joliet, I had
to learn all the new things "the dating crowd" was trying. I knew about scented
candles and Luther Vandross CDs, and sure was glad to hear people still use
them. But I had no idea that "lube" was so popular with the "romantics" out
there. All it took was one stroll through the Walgreens personal hygiene aisle
to prove I had to learn a new thing.

"Where to start?", I wondered. I
wanted something simple. However, all I saw in the stores were lubricants that
were flavored with cinnamon and paprika, or designed to somehow "heat" your
private parts. No way, Jose! (I experienced the "heat" thing personally once
after an adventurous incident with a toaster. I'll stick with "room temperature"
from now on, thank you very much.)

Luckily, I found a plain,
old-fashioned lubricant that would not make me smell like a dessert topping. And
it came in this HUGE tub! No more awkward late-night Walgreens runs for me, once
I could get my hands on this lubricant bin. Now, I admit the price tag was kinda
hefty. But after selling the ol' Pontiac Sunfire and borrowing some cash from
Aunt Gladys, I was "ready to place my order."

The product only took a
week to arrive, and got to my apartment just in time for my first real "date"
since the gas station incident. You can bet I was nervous for this one. When I
got off the bus to meet Carla in front of the Chili's, I just about had a heart
attack! The only thing keeping me calm was knowing that I could not possibly run
out of lube that night. I gave Carla a reassuring nod and smile, as if to say
"Don't worry, Carla, I have plenty of lubricant for later."

The dinner
was great, and after knocking back a couple Mojo Mango Margaritas, we were ready
to head back to my apartment. I winked and told Carla, "Let's SLIP on out of
here," to see if she understood the lubricant lingo. I think she did. Throughout
the bus ride back, I grinned and hummed Luther Vandross tunes to set the
mood.

When we got to my place, I already had a candle burning. It was by
"Glade", which I think you pronounce like the singer Sade, because it is an
exotic candle that smells just like real pine. After we got comfortable, I asked
Carla if she could help me with the lube. She looked at me weird, and I couldn't
tell if it was because she thought it was "too soon" or because I was pushing a
mechanical lift to get the drum barrel out of the storage closet.

So I
"took the initiative", as women like men to do, and rolled the barrel out into
the living room. "Ready to tap the keg?" I joked, and by "keg" I meant
"55-gallon barrel of personal lubricant." She looked at me all shocked, and said
"That's it, I'm out of here!" I asked why, since she didn't need to run to
Walgreens for more lubricant - there was plenty right here. But she didn't
answer, and got up to leave anyway. Then, as Carla was about to pass me and the
barrel, she tripped on my dog Poochie and fell right into the lube barrel! The
force of the impact downed the barrel and knocked its lid off, sending 55
gallons of water-based lubricant across my faux-hardwood floors.

Carla
was completely drenched, and her momentum slid her to the front door - which she
somehow managed to pry open with a pair of oven mitts. The last thing I knew,
"No-Fun Carla" was screaming profanities and sliding down three flights of
steps. I didn't pay much attention because I was too busy trying to salvage the
lube. I managed to get about half of it back into the barrel - the other half
probably seeped into Mrs. Pulaski's unit below me. I never bothered to ask if
she appreciated the free gift of lubricant.

Anyway, despite my "user
error", I was quite pleased with the product. These days it's hard to find 55
gallons of scent-free water-based lubricant, and you can find it right here at a
discount rate! I had to give it only "4 Stars" because it didn't come with a
lifting apparatus. I had to buy my own mechanical lift separately to haul the
bin to my future "dates". So if you're ready for fun, "slide" on down to a high
quality product at a bargain price!

A little over a decade ago, I bought my 55 gallon drum of
lube. I never thought I'd use it all but a few days ago the pump finally ran
dry. I've had a lot of good times with it. My wife, too. And not just what you'd
think. One day I just hosed down our hardwood-floored hallway so I could use it
as a slip-n-slide. You shouldn't think of this as a 'purchase.' It's an
'investment.' An investment sure to pay off in spades.

As a Fertility Specialist for Pachyderms, this was exactly
what we needed to help rebuild elephant populations all over sub-saharan africa.
It's not all just Medications and IVF treatments. Some times you need a
loudspeaker, a Barry White CD and a 55 Gallon drum of Lube.