Listen up, men. This is your prostate talking. I’m the small organ inside you which regulates urinary and other functions. I have an evil plan. One day, I plan to kill you. Okay, take a breath. It’s okay. I’m not the type to sneak up on you while you’re bench pressing and drop a weight on your head. And I’m certainly not the kind of guy who would spike your Dianabol with arsenic. No, my plan for your demise is much more treacherous. I’m going to lie in wait inside of you. I’m going to stay quiet for about fifty years. Then I will grow. Half of you will see me growing by age 50, and the other half of you will see it later. If you give me enough ...

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