Our kitchen sink is in front of a window facing a street that runs down hill past our house.
While doing dishes one afternoon my wife, Andrea, calls me out to the kitchen hysterically. What the hell is going on I wondered.
Look, she says, pointing out the window.
Coming down the street is a pussy, a cock, a pussy, a cock, and yet another pussy and cock. She says holy crap! Just one fucking thing after another!