No, and I certainly wouldn't attempt such a thing without first visiting the cock-ring warehouse, particularly after my unfortunate experience with the automated milking machine.
Should I have put in my E-Harmony profile that my favourite book is the Superbad book of penis drawings? I have to agree with Jesse Helms as "quoted" in The Onion: "I want more of those hot, hot cocks"
Day after day,
Alone on a hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a fool,
And he never gives an answer,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning 'round.
I'm not into the Beatles but I seem to remember that it was written in reference to the Mashrh'umpty Gh'umpty fellow and his detractors. He was certainly no fool to be able to finagle so much money out of so many people.
Depending on your spiritual outlook you could argue that the Fab Four were the real fools for being taken in by his nonsense.
you are right, though - there are times when we need an Albert; some external influence or event to shake us out of our routine and send us in a new direction.
mhef