Oh, sure, you betcha. We’ll get right to that beheading, as soon as we raise some money for a guillotine. We could have a rummage sale in the church basement, or perhaps a pancake breakfast. I’ll bring some fruit salad.
Ya. I heard Lars Gunderson’s wife is knitting some doilys for the head-choppin’ stump. Doncha know. So I says “What about all the blood there, Lars?”. And he says “Oh well we just move ‘em before we chop and then hose-off the stump before we put ‘em back. That’s all.” So there’s that.