"Hey girl," Brandon slurred drunkenly, "Are you parents wizards? Cause that ass is magical, baby."
The woman cried and drove her wheelchair away.
"Brandon, you asshole," Sirzechs whispered angrily, "Can't you see that she doesn't have the bottom half of her fucking body? She told you that she got into a freak accident not even a year ago!"
"But Sirzy, I'm not wrong," Brandon giggled, "Her ass IS magical cause magic doesn't exist."
Five minutes later, Brandon had an eggplant stuffed into his ass by an Arab, two Italians, three English guys, one of them with a scalpel, two Scots, an American furry, an Austrian midget shouting something about pickles and asses and potentially a sussy Latino artist. No one missed Brandon.