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It's as if the design guys saw those Juicero idiots and thought... "This is it... These are the fabled suits of legend! The prophecy has come true! They know not of engineering. They care not of expense. They say yes to all, sign all checks, and don't ask further."
That design company had to wash so many pairs of underwear, and buy so many new pants... custom pants. The kind of pants that fit around an erection that would give viagra an erection. The kind of erections that make you wonder if you should call a doctor.
Just when those happy engineers and designers grew flaccid they would get an email...
"Well... if you think we need custom machined aluminum parts.... sure.
Also, those one piece molds are approved and in production."
BOING!
Never has a company gone through so much tissue and laundry detergent. The Twinkies factory has never reached such levels of cream dispensed daily in a business.
Those men had wet dreams about things like custom precision machined guide pins, double injected plastic and silicone parts with custom molds... oh yeah... expedited parts acquisition...
They woke up at night in cold horny sweats... wives asking "Omg. Honey are you okay? You were moaning about silicone in your sleep..."
They just looked over in a panic and shouted "BOOBIES! Big sexy... uh.. boobies.. fake sexy boobies.. uhm.. sorry. Go back to sleep."
"Uh.. honey.. then why were you moaning about beautiful shafts last night? Long hard shafts that fit just right? Do we need to have a talk...?
"Uh.. I'll get back to you on that...."
Some say... those men all committed suicide after the project ended, knowing that no company would ever allow such freedom again. Once you've known paradise, true love, true freedom, true bliss and pleasure... life is never again the same.
R.I.P. Horny Engineers. May you dream of long shafts that fit snug and tight, forever more.