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Richard, I'm tired of picking up your dirty socks

and underwear after you.

What do you think I married you for?

To follow you around the house, picking up after you?

Now, I don't want you leaving any piece of food

all over the place like you usually do.

Sometimes I think you do it out of spite.

It's a very easy thing to scrape off all that food.

And you know how it annoys me to find old crud on the plate?

Why you can't do a simple thing like that is beyond me.

You did finish high school. You're not stupid.

And maybe you're lying to me about that too.

I don't see why you can't do anything properly.

What are you doing now?

Richard?

Richard?

♪ You had all the time you wanted, yeah ♪

♪ You had all the time you needed, yeah ♪

♪ You had all the time to make up your mind ♪

♪ Don't push it, baby, play it on the line ♪

♪ Is it on, is it off ♪

♪ Have I won, have I lost ♪

♪ Should I stay, should I go ♪

♪ I can't wait, I got to know ♪

♪ And if you needed time to decide, girl ♪

♪ Well, what are you trying to hide, girl ♪

♪ If you're making time ♪

♪ To find another man ♪

♪ Tell me, baby, I try to understand ♪

♪ Is it on, is it off ♪

♪ Have I won, have I lost ♪

♪ Should I stay, should I go ♪

♪ I can't wait, I got to know ♪

♪ Well, how don't you think ♪

♪ I've been more than a friend to you ♪

♪ No, I said, baby, ♪

♪ Still I know what you're trying to do ♪

♪ It's just me and you, baby ♪

- Go slow, Davis, you better not get stopped for speeding

with a dead body in the back.

Hey, we need a lift.

- You know you get killed standing in the road like that?

- No, you wouldn't kill us, would you? Come on.

It's only for about two miles.

- Okay, okay, get in.

You can't do that here.

- Listen. - You'll love it.

And besides, I haven't had lunch yet.

- Guess what, Jackie? He's our boy.

- What do you mean?

- He's coming home with us.

Yes, to meet little baby.

They brought me to a house

on an island off Cape Ann.

That turned out to be more like the crazy house.

How's my pretty little baby?

I'd seen some nuts before,

but these two must have escaped from a fruitcake.

- You're wanted by the two that

brought you here, Mr. Davis.

Mr. Davis, you're wanted upstairs.

What a buncha nuts.

I'll fix his smart ass.

She was doing things to herself

that babies aren't supposed to do.

And I thought to myself

that I had something she could enjoy

much more than that skinny candle.

- Baby, it's time for your milk.

Baby is very sweet, Mr. Davis, isn't she?

We love her very much,

but we have to keep an eye on her at all times.

- Yeah, she has interesting toys.

- Here's your tea.

It's hard to satisfy Baby,

but I take care of her, don't I, Baby?

Don't you need me today, Baby?

Whatever she put in that tea,

hit me like a concrete lullaby.

- Leave him alone! Leave him alone!

You have me.

When I woke up, I saw them

standing over me like naked Amazons.

Their henchman Bruno

had made my head feel like a watermelon.

Why are you keeping me here?

- I'll tell you for what.

We've been raising this demented girl as a baby,

but it's not the same thing.

We want an infant to raise from birth

as our own.

We two alone

of all the girls in this house

are true lesbians.

We feel no passion,

unless it is in the moist cleft of another woman.

We revel in the hot caresses of female voluptuousness,

in the ecstasy of breasts squeezing upon breasts

and soft, delicate pube caressed by a pink tongue.

This is what we live for.

And the slightest touch of another female

sends us into eager delirium.

And just as we delight in each other,

so do we hate the filthy touch of men.

The very sight of their swollen penis is enough

to make us vomit.

Erect or limp, it is equally ugly,

useful only for digging into us

with no art and no feeling.

Whenever I am forced to take one into my mouth,

I have the insane desire to bite it off,

so that it can never again defile

the body of a delicate woman.

The intensity of a true lover's passion

can know no bounds.

But every lover becomes jaded.

I had discovered an ancient Hindu recipe

for a body ointment, which, when applied

to those areas of delightful friction,

the breasts, the stomach, and the thighs,

would produce, as it dried upon the skin,

an intensity of feeling that had to be experienced

to be believed.

Each nipple became as sensitive

and capable of endless thrills,

as the tender clitoris itself,

the stomach became as burning to the touch,

as the quest of Venus itself,

and the thighs that were to cradle the lover,

became as tender and susceptible to erotic delights

as the delicate pink lining of the chasm of love,

deep inside the body of the lover.

And I added to this,

a device fashioned by the Japanese,

a boomerang-shaped instrument of love

that penetrated deep within the bodies of both lovers

and which produced in the bodies of both,

when either moved,

delights more subtle and mutually gratifying

than the crude capabilities

of man's puny organ.

In the days of ancient Greece,

the Amazons would invite men to their islands,

copulate with them and send them away.

The babies that resulted would be divided.

The male babies were taken to the sea and drowned.

The girls were raised with love

to become new Amazon warriors.

We too, desire a daughter

and we have chosen you to provide her.

You will impregnate both myself and Maggie.

I have devised a method for artificial insemination.

All I need is your semen.

I see, my story has made you aroused.

Hand me a contraceptive, Maggie.

While I was waiting for my head

to resume its normal size,

they had decided to take my wife for a little trip.

Now that fat creep Davis

will have to keep in line,

when he doesn't know what we did with his dear wife's body.

Are you sure no one will find her down there?

Listen, six years ago,

I pushed my husband into this ravine

and no one has found him yet.

I think it's about the time he had some company.

Look what I've got for you.

Who are you?

I'm Anna.

This was the biggest thing

I'd ever seen.

I had the insane feeling that I was going to be smothered

by all that flesh.

I couldn't figure out what she was doing in this house.

I found out later

that it provided her an endless supply

of what she had to have:

Sex.

I'd been told there was going to be

an evening's entertainment,

but I wasn't ready for this.

Time for little baby to eat.

- When I saw Belle begin to read a baby magazine,

I knew she was totally wigged out.

Bruno, looking like a pallbearer, had taken up a seat

and wasn't about to be moved by anything.

I couldn't see any way to escape.

So I figured the best thing to do

was to have another go at Boobarella.

- Please don't do that to her! Please don't do that to her.

- Not now, Belle.

Keep sucking.

Wake up. Shh.

Listen, I like you and I don't want to see you hurt.

You've gotta get out of here before they get up

or they'll kill you.

- Kill me?

- Believe me.

I got out of there fast and drove like crazy,

but there seemed to be no way off the island.

I stopped at a house to get my bearings.

You've done a very stupid thing!

- You don't like that, do you?

But it's not as bad as the knife you buried in your wife.

Take off his shoes, Maggie.

You shouldn't have run away.

Now we have to make sure you don't run away again.

You can't do this.

Come on, let's leave him for a while.

He's out cold.

Come on, you're coming in town with me.

When are we coming back?

We just have to pick up a few things.

I've had enough of all you pigs.

Now's my turn.

Belle, come!

Oh, Anna.

I can't believe someone really cares.

Hold me.

Come back with me and take care of Baby.

Baby needs us both.

Together we can be happy,

happier than we ever were before.

Oh, Anna, I didn't think you were interested in me anymore.

Come, Anna.

Tomorrow is another day.