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Geoffrey Jeffries snapped out of his psychotic haze just long enough to offer McNeill a cup of tea. McNeill did not answer. Unbeknownst to McNeil, the freshly consumed penis of Philip Jeffries' lay lurking in his father's chest cavity. 'Do you know, McNeill, that the odds of me finding a wife with the same first three letters of our forenames must be astronomical?' McNeill did not know how to respond to such an irrelevant statement, especially as the pungent waft of Geoffrey's freshly squeezed jobby permeated every cubic inch of the kitchen and blood squirted profusely from where Philip's penis used to be as his unconscious body lay neatly, almost too neatly, beside the heavily feces ridden body of his mother. 'Black and two su...' Geoffrey got as far as uttering before Philip's regenerated penis, which had quadrupled in size, exploded from his chest and attacked the bamboozled face of McNeill.

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