I’ve got a sports-related Generic Cialis story to share. I guess everyone’s girlfriend has her little obsessions. It’s especially nice when that obsession is a major league sport. My special lady is a hoops fan, just like I am. She even calls my manhood “tenacious D,” or sometimes, “Rodman,” or “Clyde the Glide,” or “Pistol Pete.” Long story short, she’s never at a loss for sexual nicknames for my Jimmy V. Lately, until I started taking Generic Cialis, she’d thought of some new names, though, that were less flattering. Names like “Detlev Schrempf” and “Mugsy Boggs” and “Adolf Rupp.” Hmm, not sure what she meant by that last one, but I assure you, it wasn’t good! Who can blame the girl? She hadn’t seen a fast break down her lane for several months. She’d beg me to order some Generic Cialis, and when I refused, she’d get in my face, like Bobby Knight: “You don’t want the ball! You don’t have the desire to drive to the hoop and stick it in the hole! You don’t have the heart of a champion!” “Baby,” I said, “I’ve got the heart, I just need to train my muscles, drink some protein shakes…” She threw a chair across the room. “What you need is a Generic Cialis shake!”

Makes things very convenient, I must say, to have a woman who loves watching hoops. I remember the glory days, before I even needed Generic Cialis, when I gave it to her in the nose-bleed seats of Madison Square Garden during the fourth quarter. How’d I do it, you ask? Let’s just say that the Knicks were getting blown out, and the crowd had thinned, so I spread out her big team jacket on top of us, and blew her out, before driving hard to the hoop. Believe me, those big team jackets can cover a multitude of sins. I’d never have imagined, in those days, that I’d need Generic Cialis. I used to get her off at my place, when she’d stop by for a game on TV. Who wouldn’t enjoy getting their woman off on the sofa, while continuing to watch the game over her shoulder? Brings new meaning to the phrase “come correct.” I always came correct, back before my little erectile dysfunction problem arose, and I began to consider whether or not I should order some Generic Cialis. I hadn’t been getting the playing time I was used to, that’s for sure!

The big game was that Saturday afternoon, and my Generic Cialis arrived, just as scheduled, on Friday morning, right at my doorstep. I had my first dose a half hour or so before my girlfriend was supposed to stop by my place to “watch the game.” I’m sure she didn’t expect to miss a single moment of the action that day, considering how lackluster my play had been. She didn’t know I’d ordered the Generic Cialis! So imagine her surprise when, just after the opening whistle, I bent over and began whistling on her harmonica. She moaned, calling me “His Airness,” and then begged me to crash the boards. I had assumed the triple threat position, that’s for sure! With Generic Cialis, I was a potent offensive threat from long range, hitting several trifectas in a row. Then I drove to the lane, with a nifty give-and-go, and slammed her hard, shattering her backboard. Then I pulled out and delivered the facial. After all was said and done, we finally turned around and looked at the television. It was the fourth quarter. Knicks 104, Pistons 58. These are sorts of results Generic Cialis has given me!