Who made 'em ?

God must have been a fuckin' genius.

The hair --

They say the hair is everything, you know.

Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls...

and iust wanted to go to sleep forever ?

Or lips --

and when they touched, yours were like...

that first swallow of wine...

after you iust crossed the desert.

Tits ! Whoo-ah !

Big ones, little ones,

nipples staring right out at ya...

like secret searchlights.

Mmm.

And legs --

l don't care if they're Greek columns...

or secondhand Steinways.

What's between 'em,

passport to heaven.

l need a drink.

Yes, Mr. Simms,

there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing:

pUSSy.

Hah !

Are you listening to me, son ? l'm givin' you pearls here.

l guess you really like women.

Oh, above all things !

A very, very distant second...

is a Ferrari.

Charlie ?

Give me your hand.

This is iust the start of your education, son.