Who are you? I don't know you
My nurse? You make no sense
Sit down? I might as well
Give me pills that dull the burn
Down There
So blue it's turning black
Down There
A life of lust's worst mark
Look! My friends are here
Don't worry they won't bite
How am I, Joe? Dying I think
No one's here? That's absurd
Down There
So blue it's turning black
Down There
A life of lust's worst mark
You sure it's tertiary?
Well, it isn't secondary
Tertiary Syphilis
It's 1914!
Is he still babbling?
Oh, there he goes...