.....just as they were beginning, he looked down and it started to dawn on him that he'd just had a Lorena Bobbitt job done. He flew out of bed running around the room screaming "WHERE IS IT?! WHERE IS IT?!?!?" It was a real mess. See the farmer had razor blades inserted....well, you know the rest. Moral of the story? Keep the fuck away from the farmers daughter. Literally.