A gas station in Mobile, Alabama found an intriguing item in its parking lot, after a severed penis was found outside the location.
A human penis was reportedly found in a gas station parking lot on Monday in Mobile, Alabama.
The organ may have belonged to a 29-year-old motorcyclist involved in a fatal accident that morning which occurred on I-10, the Mobile Police Department told the outlet on Wednesday.
I give props to motorcyclists, because they can be slaughtered every time they go for a ride. The fact that limbs cam be removed is reason one why I will never purchase a motorcycle.
A law enforcement spokesperson explained, “The deceased was riding a motorcycle and lost control and fell off. Unfortunately, multiple vehicles struck him,” adding the organ found in the parking lot did not have a connection to a murder or assault.
Motorcycle accidents can lead to dismemberment, and when a motorcycle hits a guardrail it can cut off a rider’s arm, leg, or even their torso, per Motorcycles Data.
Yuck! No thank you.
The O.K. Corral 
But how did the penis get to the gas station? Intelligent people are pondering this.
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Lorena Bobbitt is in Bama now?
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There’s a reason major-accident cops call them “donorcycles.” As for how it got where it did, ponder this: Semi-disassembled motorcyclist gets run over by vehicle. Body part gets stuck in grill or undercarriage. Driver goes to gas station to gas up, or to grab a Slurpee to recover from his adventure. Body part falls off. That makes as much sense as anything else, since it’s kinda hard to surreptitiously deposit a body part on a parking that’s probably on camera all the time.
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A family friend and his wife were leaving on a long summer vacation with several other motorcyclist friends. They did not even get twenty miles when they were hit head on and killed … by a drunken asshole on a motorcycle.
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Cathy – Maybe it flew off the man and landed in the parking lot?
J-Dub – She liked the nice weather.
Old 1811 – I had a job where a motorcycle was flying down Roosevelt Boulevard. The cyclist was doing at least 75 MPH and slammed into the back of another vehicle. Went through the rear window and his body was half in, half out.
RD – It’s horrible for the family, and horrible to see.
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Would they have a separate funeral for the pecker if the owner could not be located for certain?
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Mike47 – Hmm, I wonder if they have people who can match a weenie with a person?
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Had a motorcycle phase. Glad I survived it.
But I suspect that finding random body parts will become more the norm as we get infiltrated by illegals and cartels.
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My oldest says he wants a motorcycle. He can buy one long after I’m dead.
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I was “forced” to get rid of my last one when I got married. Or was it when we started having kids? I forget now. But it was some significant life event.
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My neighbor had a Harley when I met him. About a year later, his wife forced him to sell it. He was more than ornery when that issue came up.
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Tell him NO, in no uncertain terms.* When my sister and I were in college, she worked nights. One night she was driving home from work and an elderly lady ahead of her nudged into the oncoming lane to make a left turn, hit an oncoming motorcycle, and took the rider’s leg off. I knew a guy who lost an arm on a motorcycle, and another who had a steel post in his leg. I knew other people who weren’t hurt nearly as badly, but I never knew anyone who regularly rode a motorcycle and hadn’t been hurt on it. If you read about guns on the internet, you’ve probably heard of Tamara Keel. She’s written extensively about the injuries she incurred in a motorcycle accident, probably twenty years ago, and the problems that still plague her. (Remember: They’re donorcycles. I actually knew someone who got a kidney and a pancreas courtesy of a motorcyclist. The motorcyclist didn’t know it, of course, being dead and all.)
Sorry I got on this soapbox. I’ll step off now. Have a good day.
* I don’t always give total strangers parenting advice, but when I do I have a damn good reason.
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When it’s warm out, I’ll ride my bike a good ten miles. The problem is Philly drivers are such a-holes, I am always wary of one of them striking me. In fact, when I was jogging a few years ago, a car didn’t stop at the sign while I was crossing and hit me in the hip before fleeing the scene.
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I went through a motorcycle phase about 50 years ago. Every single friend I had had one and every single one of them had accidents involving broken body parts. I thought about that and decided to get out before I joined them. Sold the bike and never looked back. I always enjoy seeing one of those Japanese crotch rockets fly by on the right, fully expecting to come across a dead body some distance ahead. Never have, but it’s a reasonable thought.
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The safety issues with bicycles are not much different than for motorcycles. Just multiply the speed, reduce the helmet protection and visibility to cars. Neither are inherently safe to share the roads with other motor vehicles.
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Maybe the found item was a custom stick shift?
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