Spartan Herald Direct me, please, to party headquarters.
Where are your commissars? You please will speak.
Rod The hell are you? A man or a Freudian nightmare?64 Spartan Herald I'm Herald from Sparta, you very cute young man.65 I come with orders to propose a treaty.
Rod That's why you've got that tommy-gun in there?
Spartan Herald Is not a weapon.
Rod Turn around, let's see.
What's pushing out your trousers? What's in there,
your lunch-box?
Spartan Herald This young man is obviously]
intoxicated.
Rod That's a hard-on, rogue!
Spartan Herald Do not be silly, please: is no such thing.
Rod Then what do you call that?
Spartan Herald Is my attache case.66 Rod If that's the case, then I've got one just like it.
But let's come clean, OK? I know what's up.
How fare you all in happy Sparta, sir?
Spartan Herald Not well. The comrades rise, also the allies. We all have hard-on. Have a pussy shortage.
Rod What's wrong? Some difficulty with your five
year plan?
Spartan Herald Oh no, was dissidents. Was Lampito.
She lead the women comrades in a plot.
They take an oath of solidarity,
keep men away from warm and furry place.
Rod What happened?
Spartan Herald Now we suffer! Walk around
like men with hernia problem,67 all bent over.
The women won't permit to touch the pussy,
till each and every party member swear
to make bilateral disarmament.
Rod So this is global, a vast conspiracy
devised by women! Now I see it all!
Go quickly back to Sparta for the truce.
Arrange to send ambassadors with full powers.
And I will so instruct our leaders here,]
to name ambassadors. I'll show them this!68 Spartan Herald I fly away. You offer good advice.
