Filthy Moolah

What did I get in the way of a thank you for restoring the balance of the wedgie vibe? I got a smack on the nose by a very handsome angel, that's what. He came with a message direct from the Man Upstairs himself. We had a job, and He wouldn't take no for an answer. Apparently, it paid oodles of filthy moolah, so who was I to argue? Not that I could.Fat dead cannibals, giant pervy birds, loads of standing about being bored, we did it all, and even had a little fun along the way.