“I’m afraid you did sustain a very serious injury to your genitals.”
“As you can see.”
“Oh, as you rightly say, dear. We had no choice but to remove them.”
“Oh, as you didn’t rightly say, yes.”
“However will I manage?”
“Hmm. Did you use them often, Mr Kerniff?”
“Well, not really. But it was nice to know that they were there.”
The resulting pun is…dreadfully gorgeous? Gorgeously dreadful? Either way, it made me hate myself and love life.
Mallory is an Editor of The Toast.