Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Nehru:
So, those girls, have you ever had one?

Gandhi:
[chuckles] Are you kidding? They love that I'm so sensitive and selfless.

Nehru:
Oh, that's great!

Gandhi:
What's so great about it? I only get the women when I'm hunger-striking, and that's when I'm weak and brittle. Watch this.

Gandhi:
Rishima, can you come over here a moment, please?

Rishima:
Yes, master.

[as Gandhi was about to hump Rishima, one of his bones start to crack]

Nehru:
What happened?

Gandhi:
Oh, I snapped my hip. That will be all, Rishima. [to Nehru] See? Brittle.

Nehru:
Yep. You're right.

Gandhi:
Yeah. Oh, it's driving crazy, Nehru. Whenever I'm not thinking about global harmony, which is a lot all I'm thinking about are the ladies.

Nehru:
Same here. Boy, we are like two peas in a pod.

Gandhi:
[stomach growls]

Nehru:
I said "Peas"!

Gandhi:
I know! They're delicious.