‘Kidneys in my arms…  Baby…  <Ooooo!>’  Why not donate your organs to science?  No, but you’ll give your paintings to Art!  Right?  I mean, why go to all the expense of a long, protracted funeral anyway?  Have some kind of fancy fascination with grave yards do ya?  Or maybe they’ll just use the organs and bury what’s left:  ‘Here lies Shelly!’  Hehehehehehe!  Takes all the fun out of being buried alive though.  Or there’s always the chance your new hand gets rejected and you keep slapping yourself silly:  ‘Look at that guy Bill!  He must belong to some kind of hate group…’

    Say!  What if my brain went to a woman’s body?  ‘I dunno Doc!  I keep getting this uncontrollable urge to fondle myself and can’t stop kissing my mirror!’  HOY!  And what about Moldy Dick?  What if I die with a woody and they find a use for it?  Talk about ‘Always ready!’  It beats Viagra, that’s for sure!  ‘CALLING NUMBER 162?  WHO HAS 1-6-2?  YOU WITH THE YARD STICK!  DON’T GET CUTE!’  Never again will they dare to call me: ‘Pin Head!’   Just so long as my member didn’t land on someone with an inordinate amount of fast growing nose hairs, being a big, dick might be a real hoot:  ‘I’ll be seeing you in all the old, familiar places…’  Hehehehehehe!  Or say I got a case of ‘Lover’s Nuts’?  Let’s see now…  There are 64 Lover’s Nuts per case…  ‘FREAK!’

   Say your eyes were given to a knife wielding Cereal box-top Killer?  It would be too gruesome to look!  ‘I know I could stab you properly, if I could just take this blind fold off and you’d stop moving around so much!  How is this going to look to my fans?’  Or your heart might make for a good water pump; slippery little devil: ‘I went to the well, but my heart just wasn’t in it!’  Hehehehehehe!  Just think!  If they put you back together multicultural like, we could do away with all prejudice entirely:  Multi-man 1) ‘You, you Heinz 57 variety pack you!’  Multi-man 2)  ‘Oh ya marble mouth?  Checkerboard face!  Rainbow head…’  Just not the same somehow is it?  One thing I wouldn’t like, is if they put my feet on someone backwards.  I’d never know if I were coming or going…  Hehehehehehe!  HOY though.  What if I came back as half a Jackass?