Lincoln awoke in the middle of the night... he was hungry for a good ol' midnight snack. He hopped up and began looking through the cabinet.
He found the second to last can of spaghettios. He took it and heated it up for about two minutes. He pulled it out and began to eat. He got down half way and realized that he had misjudged his appetite. He looked down at the can it was still warm against his hand.
He had an idea. He slipped his 5 inch schlong out of the top of his waistband.
"Mmmmmm." Lincoln plunged his weenie into the warm can of spaghettios. He let out a moan, it felt amazing! He began pounding the warm can of food until he released.
"Damn that felt good, but i sure did work up an appetite..."
Lincoln finished the food. He then pulled the last can out he ate half. He repeated his previous actions on the can, this time he was too full to eat it so he slipped it in the fridge.
The next morning Lana ate his spaghettios.