Sheela:
Watch this. Watch Giddy's skin.
Giddy:
Don't you dare. Don't, Sheela.
Sheela:
One day we're gonna tickle you. I'm gonna keep tickling you all over.
Giddy:
Stop it.
Sheela:
Look at her arms and legs. Look at the goose pimples.
Giddy:
Sheela, will you be quiet?
Sheela:
Do you know who else will be doing it?
Giddy:
Shut up.
Sheela:
He'll be tickling you, too.
Giddy:
He will not.
Sheela:
He'll tickle you... there.
[she pokes Giddy]
Giddy:
Shhh!
Sheela:
If you tickled her long enough, she'd burst, her insides would go everywhere.
Pru:
Sea slugs do that. When they get attacked, they spit their insides out. You can eat them and go all night. There are islands where the women gang up and ambush their favourite men and feed them the longest sea slugs they can find. And the men get so incredibly hard, you can hang heavy clothes and jewels and necklaces from their erections.
Giddy:
But doesn't it hurt?
Pru:
Excruciatingly.
Sheela:
I reckon Giddy's guts would be good for that.
Giddy:
They would not! My giblets are pure and innocent, like my mind.
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