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Therefore, in the name of our cause, I urge you to preach the gospel

of liberation to the oppressed and uninformed.

Particularly, I want you to concentrate on the young, on those not yet spoiled

by the hogwash of male propaganda.

Recruit the young, the pubescent young!

well let me tell you they are nothing little nothing man with great big

weapons between their legs and a lookout for female victims notice how the

degree of their success correlates with the size of their brains but with the

size of their genitals

Throw your pin.

What for?

Well, I want to sign up.

Sorry, Buster, this is for women.

Won't you take a queen?

Thank you.

One, two, three.

Amen.

I hate this.

That's easy enough for you to say. Oh, get lost. Will you go jerk off or

something?

I gotta talk to Boopsy.

What about?

About the penetration of a certain body.

Whose body?

He wants you to stick a finger up his ass.

Wrong. The ass of the woman's livers.

What?

That's right. I want you to become a woman's liberationist.

Me?

Poopsie, boopsie, and all the rest that goes with it.

But why?

I want to expose them for the dirty bunch of lesbians they really are.

I didn't mean to startle you.

That's okay.

My name's Gloria. What's yours?

Oh, looks like Lucy and Pussy are at it again.

Lucy and who?

Pussy. That's what everyone calls her on account of Lucy likes Pussy.

Oh.

Who's she?

That's Fuller Bull, our president.

What's her name?

That's it.

pussy. No, I'm not.

Lucy's after pussy, not me.

Oh, for goodness sake.

You're in line after her. Go take your place next to her.

I'm not at all sure that is my place.

You're not sure?

Well, I'm telling you that over there is your place.

I had no idea that this was a sex -orientated organization.

It isn't. It's a female sex -oriented organization.

That's what I was afraid of.

You're afraid of the women's lib movement?

No, I'm afraid of pussy.

I don't believe this.

You're among the pussy here, and you better get used to it and fast.

It may be a dog -eat -dog world out there, but it's a pussy -eat -pussy

down here. Am I right, girls?

Yes!

your endeavors your orientation to the women's lib movement begins tomorrow and

although your classes will include sexology please wear clothes to classes

attention

What do you think of those?

Great -looking broads. Crazy. They had me up a fence.

I damn nearly lost my balls.

Well, you just keep on running.

Pictures like these, you'll be running straight to the bank. Oh, I'm not going

up there again.

Sure you are.

Come on, Cease, you're forgetting about Boobsie. She's there to help you, you

know that.

You go.

If I go, I go all the way.

Not only am I going to get you your story, but I'm going to have those girls

for my butt.

Boy, are you going to be disappointed.

Oh, come on. See, the trouble with you is you're giving them too much credit.

I mean, they're just women. They need a man to straighten them out.

You're dreaming.

I think I have an idea.

What does he want? Why doesn't he go away?

He's trying to tell us he's hungry.

It's a trick.

Go away or I'll ring the alarm.

Please, he's trying to tell us he can't eat things.

All right then, he can have my lunch.

That's out.

Good, now I can have my lunch back.

Oh, wait.

He's just hungry. Let's take him inside and give him something to eat. No man

allowed.

How can you be so unfeeling? Can't you see he's... Show me a man who isn't.

Please, just for a little while. No one will have to know.

All right, then, but let me quit now.

Who's to give me your lunch?

He stopped.

What the devil is this?

He's looser for some hell.

Like hell he is.

Did my lynch do all that?

She's trying to tell us something.

Yeah, he's a strong mother.

He's deaf and dumb.

He'd make a fine workhorse.

Deaf and dumb, you say?

Can't hear a thing. Can't say anything about it.

Perfect.

Give him a hot meal and send him to work on the double.

Now let's take a look at the female sex system.

It has depth to it. It is an ocean overflowing with goodwill.

It consists of two parts.

One,

the vagina, an ingenious protective system.

With proper muscle control, she can castrate a male. And two, it has a

penis of its own that clitoris.

In fact, It is by manipulating the clitoris that the female reaches her

And what a climax it is.

Now, she does not need a male to do this. She can manage.

Whoa!

Smart at yourself.

What are you talking about?

Oh, you know what I mean. You should have never come here in the first place.

Deafened. My God.

I was just trying to keep an eye out for you, that's all. Oh, sure you were. I

know what you're here after, and it won't work.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, yeah?

You think those chicks are going to be mesmerized by your sexy body.

Well, forget it.

They won't go for you. Well, just so long as they don't go for you, okay?

Oh, I'm just doing this for a joke.

Same with me.

Sure you are.

Pointing his gun at you and at you.

Hey, you out there. Oh, well, where was I?

Oh, back to the gun.

Girl's man has capitalized on his peanuts through centuries. He has used

gain supremacy over women. He has fired so many rounds with it, it might as well

have been a machine gun.

And yet, he has not succ... in destroying us.

You may ask why.

I'll tell you why.

Because we are the stronger of the two. We are superior to the man. We must

stand up to him the same way he stands up to us.

We must destroy his gun.

He has shoved that into us, pumped that into us, and drilled that into us.

It's no wonder we're coming up to here.

The male organ is great in combat. But how is it outside of a battlefield?

It is pulped.

Is it sexually gratifying to women? No, it is not.

What good is it then? Does it ever come in handy?

Indeed it does.

It comes into your hand and into mine. And personally, I find her disgusting.

has judgment on it, calling a good for nothing.

It has declared a full -scale war against the male.

It has ordered his ammunition bags emptied and his gun destroyed.

He is up to his neck in trouble, and now he's going to lose his head.

He'll probably walk through the door with his pants down and start to shoot.

What do you want with him anyway?

He's a man.

He's a man, pussy.

He's a half a man.

What is a half a man?

Now I'm your mission guy.

What about his gun?

He has a gun, doesn't he?

Even if he has, he's so stupid, he doesn't know what it is.

I mean, he is so stupid that even if someone put it in his hand, he wouldn't

know what to do with it.

No one could be that dumb.

He is.

I tell just by looking at him.

Let's put him to a test.

Tell him to take it off.

Yeah, take it off.

Up.

Take it off, dummy.

Down.

He might not have a lot up here, but, boy, he sure makes up for it elsewhere.

He's a man, all right.

Dig the size of those bags.

They're filled with powder.

Does that mean he's harmless?

No, it means he's stupid.

In order to shoot, he'd have to get his gun in a firing position.

And judging from the looks of things, he ain't never gonna get it up.

Stop shushing. He's just the baddest blind.

He's also an idiot.

He may be an idiot, but he looks fantastic.

Dig those broad shoulders.

I like them better from the waist down.

Honest to God, what's come over you two?

Well, I meant it strictly in a geometrical sense.

What has broad shoulders got to do with geometry?

Well, they're part of the triangle which embeds his waist.

Well, I don't know anything about geometry.

I sure like those muscles.

Artistically speaking, of course.

Of course.

He's leaving.

Come on, let's follow him.

What for?

For geometry's sake. To observe his triangle.

The only triangle I'm interested in is the one between his legs.

I'd like to smash it with my foot.

For science's sake.

Bye -bye. Don't study too hard.

Have you ever made love to a man before?

I did.

How did it feel?

Well, it wasn't too bad, actually.

I'd like to try it just once, just to know how it feels.

Yeah, I'd like to refresh my memory.

You know, we could seduce the deaf -mute. He's so dumb, he'd never even

what happened to him.

What if someone finds out?

Well, keep watching. Don't tell anybody.

What are you doing?

Checking to see if it isn't a dud.

Careful how you handle it. It's a firearm, you know.

Yeah, I know.

He's up.

All the way up.

Well, come on, Glory. Don't just stand there. Help me.

What do we do now?

Hey, give me a hand.

What do we do now?

I'll show you.

That dummy.

Boy, Gloria, you were right.

He dumb.

I knew why, by the way, he kept smiling. Sure sign of retardation.

Where's Gloria? I haven't seen her all day.

She's in the bushes, studying geometry.

What? Yeah, she's with flatbacks. They're off to the best news.

Beautiful hair.

I love the wood. Can I brush it for you?

Oh, gorgeous.

Hey, you're that about something that's in the bushes, aren't you?

Are you?

Don't be silly.

Well, what is it then?

You know what?

You guys really kill me.

You really do.

All you ever do is talk about the women's live movement and how to fight

male pig.

But when nobody's looking, you kick the pig's ass, right?

And you know what? You know what I think?

You're a bunch of friggin' horny bitches.

And you can't think straight.

The minute then you run around crying and blaming the man for your own

stupidity. And something else.

Female chauvinist.

I really think the only reason that you're not with a man is because you're

afraid of him.

That's not true.

I hate men.

I despise them.

Why?

Because my own father raped me when I was seven.

He died a couple of months ago of cancer.

And he left fortune, but not to me.

Do you know what he did?

Huh? He said I could have the money, but only if I gave him a child.

The bastard.

He knows how I am.

He made me into what I am.

But I hate his bloody money even more than I hate him.

And I'm going to get even with him.

And if it kills me, believe me, I'll do it.

You can't blame the whole world for something one man did.

I don't blame the whole world.

Only men.

And I'm standing up for my rights as a woman.

And I suppose that's what Gloria and Flatback were doing when they were on

of the dummy?

Well, I suppose you people wouldn't know about that. But a woman doesn't have to

fight. It's her privilege. All she has to do is spread her legs and she's got

it. They'll be expelled from the movement as soon as Fuller Bull hears

Believe me.

Fuller Bull?

is full of bull she can't wait to get in the sack with and the only reason she's

in this lib movement is because she can't get any from anybody oh she's

all right and you know you're doing all right too in fact you're very

special that's why i like you and very understanding so beautiful

we propagate ourselves without the help of the man?

Very easily.

With the use of a do -it -yourself kit invented by my colleague, Fern

Hornischatsky.

Just exactly what is this baby maker?

Well, it is a thermal tube with spermatozoa over a unit.

All you have to do is stick it in a way and cross your legs.

If you must have your eggs fertilized, let Fern horny chef skin to your

With the use of her ingenious kit, your eggs will hatch quickly, painlessly,

allowing you to have your chicken and eat it too.

For this, we do not need man.

We need studs with strong hands jerking off in the laboratories.

Miss Kakanovich, can you help me?

I need a baby maker.

What do you need it for?

A baby.

You see, I'm doing it a million dollars, but only if I have a baby.

It's my father. He hates me.

Well, I've got some more bad news for you.

We're completely out of sperm.

Out of sperm? But how?

Well, Fern and me, we've been sort of experimenting, you know.

No, I don't know.

Let me think.

There's a sperm bank on Lexington and Phipps. A sperm bank?

Yeah. There's only one person.

You don't qualify.

I don't qualify. Why not?

Well, they don't give sperm to unmarried lesbians.

Class dismissed.

Oh, God. What am I going to do now?

All right.

Stick him up.

Turn around.

This is a hold -up.

You have

nothing to worry about.

Just be once and we'll be on our way.

What do you want?

Your sperm.

My sperm.

Don't flatter yourself, boy.

I don't care whose sperm it is.

Just as long as I get some.

It's... In there.

You better stay here. You can pamper him.

You want me to do it over again?

No. I'd like you to hand it over.

Just keep on doing what you're doing and you won't get hurt.

Faster.

Faster or I'll blow your brains out.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four. One. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One,

two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.

Is everyone finished?

Hand it over.

Careful not to drop it, or you'll have to do it all over again.

Let's go.

Give me the police.

Officer, there's been a robbery in my bank.

How much was taken?

Three. Three big ones, officer.

$3 ,000?

No, no.

Three tubes of sperm.

Three tubes of what?

Sperm. What is this?

It's a robbery, officer.

Are you crazy or something, boy? You gotta believe me, officer.

They ran off with my sperm.

Who did?

There were five of them with pistols.

Okay. What did they look like?

They were big. Very big, officer.

About how big?

Giant.

Giant.

What were they wearing besides their rods?

Nothing.

They were completely naked. Are you saying five naked men, giants,

walked in and robbed you of your sperm?

Yes.

No,

no. They weren't men.

They were women.

You mean five naked women walked in and robbed you? Angry about it?

Why? Was it a dream?

We were all rubbing a sperm bank.

You were in on it too.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Um, I couldn't sleep.

In the middle of the night?

Yeah.

Something bothering you?

Thank you.

Uh oh.

She wants to be a nun.

What's she doing here?

Learning about her trade.

I'll tell you a secret.

This is as close to a nunnery as she'll ever get.

What did I just say?

Him.

The dummy?

Why not?

He's got what you need between his legs.

You know, I prefer he can hear.

Don't be silly.

He's an idiot.

He's always smiling.

What should I do?

The best thing would be to rape him. Oh, no. I couldn't do that.

Why not?

I can't stomach me.

Look it.

Pretend he's a woman. Put a sack over his head.

You think it's better?

Right.

Thank you.

Look.

We denounced the serpent and his venom -secreting glands.

However, what made us bite an apple was our love of fine arts and my love of

ancient sculpture of geometric shapes.

As for pussy, she did it for one million bucks. And as for him, he's just plain

dumb. What Gloria just said is the truth.

You see, we have lusted for knowledge.

And in our search, we accidentally stumbled on a new field of learning.

Him.

We beg you not to... to destroy the deaf -mute.

But study him in detail and use our discoveries to fight the entire male

population.

Study him?

Ha! What do you think, Kakanovich?

Oh, my head.

Uh, I don't know.

Might be just what we need.

Listen, a man is only as good as his erection.

Take that away from him and you've destroyed the man.

Help me.

You still think I'm worthy of you?

Show me how to be strong in the face of insurmountable obstacles.

Give me your hand.

Lead me out into the light.

Help me.

Who are you?

A servant of God.

Come. Come with me, child.

I'll show you the way to paradise.

Come.

Where are you taking me?

Where is God taking you? To my place of dwelling.

To heaven?

No, to my apartment.

Thank you.

you must learn to drink it. Wine is what God drinks.

Bread and wine. What else is there?

God certainly knows how to live.

What I want is to serve God, not to drink like him.

And so you shall. You shall serve God, my dear.

Tell me, how old are you?

Sixteen. A fine age to go into servitude.

Tell me about yourself.

There isn't very much to tell, I'm afraid. Well, are you a good little girl

bad little girl?

I'm bad.

Oh? I'm sorry to hear that.

How bad are you?

Very bad.

Oh? I told a lie once. You told a lie once?

Well, that's very bad indeed.

Drink up.

What other bad things have you done?

None. Believe me.

Believe me, Father, that's as bad as I've ever been.

Well, that's pretty bad.

Tell me what to do.

How can I cleanse my soul?

With this. Just give it a good scrub with this.

That's better.

Have you ever sinned with any of the girls?

Oh, no, Father. I ran away from girls because they were evil.

Evil, you say?

Did they do?

They didn't do it yet, but they were going to.

What? What? What?

They were going to castrate a deaf mute.

They were going to... What?

I guess it means they were going to kill him. You betcha, sweet... Soul, that's

what it means.

Oh, that's... that's sad.

That's very sad.

What was it made him so angry?

I'm not sure, except it had something to do with the devil.

The devil?

He swells up with anger for the God and gets us all into a whole lot of trouble.

Why doesn't he stay in hell where he's supposed to?

That's a very good question.

You say you want to serve God.

Well, the greatest service you could do him would be to put that devil back in

hell where he belongs.

Do exactly as I do. Think of nothing but the Lord God.

Father, what's that sticking out in front of you? I've never seen it before.

That's the devil I spoke of.

Praise be the Lord.

And right now he's giving me so much trouble I can hardly endure him.

Why is it that I don't have such a devil?

Because you've got something that I have not.

You've got hell.

So that's why God has brought us together.

For the salvation of our souls.

You see, by allowing me to put my devil into your hell, you not only give me a

great deal of comfort and pleasure, but you serve your God as well.

If I have hell in me, Father, then put the devil inside where he belongs.

Oh, blessings upon you, daughter.

Here, let's get on the bed where I can better teach you how to prison this

wretched bastard.

Oh, Father, the devil's still with you.

Shouldn't he have departed from you by now?

That's the devil for you. You have to put him in hell.

You stupid moron.

Oh.

Ooh, ooh.

so that he may depart from you once and for all.

Depart from me?

What about you? I've been to heaven, Aunt Fuller. Of course you were.

You must be very tired.

I've been looking for a devil. I must find him.

A devil? What sort of devil?

What will you do with him if you find him?

I'll put him back in hell.

Hallelujah!

I must find him, Aunt Fuller.

You haven't seen him, have you?

It just so happens that I have.