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So they said, we can't insure you. You're a serial head-transplant fetishist. So I said, you're a bloody pirate, charging me all this money in your brothel, but telling me at the last minute I can't buy sex insurance. And she said, well, what if you suddenly lop off my girl's head and screw it on to your neck-pipe? I said, I haven't got a fucking neck-pipe, what do you think I am? She said, I think you're one of those people who gets off by stealing other people's heads and wearing them. So I said, well, yes, but...
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