Bent as a Mollusc


“Man, I’m bent as a mollusc.”

“What the fuck is a mollusc?”

“It’s a thing in the sea. Like a crustacean.”

“You mean a crayfish?”

“Yeah, but with soft bits.”

“He ha, you said it. Soft bits like an airline hostess.”

“They’re called ‘flight attendants’ these days.”

“Flight attendant? How are you going to know then if they’re a guy or a chick?”

“I dunno. I never thought of it like that.”

“Ever had any gay ones?”

“What, hostesses?”

“No, gay boys. The ones with pimples who wear makeup and put shit in their hair.”

“Dunno. I can never tell the difference.”

“You can’t? Fuck mate. No wonder you get yourself into trouble every New Year’s Eve.”

“Yeah. Man, I’m bent as a mollusc.”