She: "I am looking past you at that black guy named Mongo standing behind you and wondering why he is not being photographed." He: "If I look down your shirt I can see your breasts. They look delicioso."
I was reading a cool blog post about backwards Satanic lyrics in rock music and began staring at this Roy Ayers cover when I started to get dizzy, and was overcome with the smell of sulfur. I turned on my black light and...OH NO!