Incendiary Lit

A woman wanted to sell one of her knuckles….
Tell me, she said. How many carats do you think it is?
But it’s not a jewel, said the jeweler.
Nor are you, said the woman, Much less a gentleman.
If you insist, said the jeweler as he put her knuckle to his loupe. Hmmm, he said, It’s certainly not a clear stone, a lot of cracks. I hope you didn’t pay much for it.
It was a gift, mother gave it to me. What do you think it’s worth?
Not very much, said the jeweler.
Maybe the setting has some value? said the woman.
It might, said the jeweler, If it includes two tits and a cunt…
I love you, said the woman.
Let’s get married, said the jeweler.
You go too far, said the woman….

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This is from The Rooster’s Wife. Buy it. Enjoy it.