Pinnochio was receiving complaints from his girlfriend about consummating their passions "Every time we make love" She said "I get splinters" So he went back to his maker, Gipetto the carpenter, to ask his advice.
"Sandpaper, my boy, that's what you need." was the carpenters response A couple of weeks later the carpenter met Pinnochio "How are you getting on with your girlfriend now?" he asked.