Ragtish: Aren't they outlawed by NIRC?
*Ragtish adjusts his spectacles*
*Distant laser-gun fire echoes*
*Tronfo gasps, but then quickly settles again*
Tronfo: There's this one thing she did. "Honey muffin'", it's called. You smear honey all over her hoo-ha, and it attracts flies, which act sort of like a free Vibratron 4000, or 5000, even, maybe. The honey also smells pretty good, and it slightly distracts you from the stench of all the dead bodies.
Ragtish: What you've described sounds like a sexualised perversion of the age-old practice of Glucose-Sucrose Combinate Vaginal Coating - GSCVC for short. But speaking of dead bodies, the killinators got Charlton yesterday. He was out scrounging for strawberry jam and didn't hear them coming up behind him over the sound of his jam detector.
Tronfo: Poor guy.