Two Eyes Cenote [m][wp] None of those things have killed me yet

Redbird laughed and this time many heads from across the party lifted or turned, and she carried on anyway.

Y'mean yew got boned! Didn't get anythin' but some half-decent dick. Bet the guy wasn't a god at all. Jus' some guy. Steal his money! Hit him with your car!

But as much as Redbird could belabor the point, she had never been with a man at all. She had no idea what would count as good dick, or bad dick; she knew dick about dick. Riddle here didn't know that though.

Should get outta here, she added with a small hiccup.

When the party's over, I mean. Go find some'a the dumber men to fool. Wouldn't be hard.