Now what? Professor, make a woman out of me. What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! 'It is!' My precious torso! We can't compete with Mom! Her company is big and evil! Ours is small and neutral! Why not indeed!
No, she’ll probably make me do it. You mean while I’m sleeping in it? No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don’t own! Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! ‘It is!’ My precious torso! That’s right, baby. I ain’t your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love anyone pretending to be him! I wish! It’s a nickel.