"Well, now that you mention it," said Brian, with a glint in his eye, "I do in fact have three nipples." "Really? Do they spew milk?" asked Randy. "Yes." "Simultaneously?" "Yes." Randy clapped gleefully. "IN RAINBOW FLAVORS?!" Brian paused. "John Galt was a scottish novelist, the son of a naval captain, who sought fortune in London during the early 19th century." "Fuhh SUUUREEEE." Randy replied. "Wee-bop tangle-doo drum fah." "Argesnifletea." "aeghlaeg." "%*(&!(~T#!#()(EFE~~!"
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"Well, now that you mention it," said Brian, with a glint in his eye, "I do in fact have three nipples."
"Really? Do they spew milk?" asked Randy.
"Yes."
"Simultaneously?"
"Yes."
Randy clapped gleefully. "IN RAINBOW FLAVORS?!"
Brian paused. "John Galt was a scottish novelist, the son of a naval captain, who sought fortune in London during the early 19th century."
"Fuhh SUUUREEEE." Randy replied.
"Wee-bop tangle-doo drum fah."
"Argesnifletea."
"aeghlaeg."
"%*(&!(~T#!#()(EFE~~!"
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