Let's take the average cave man at home, listening to his stereo. Sometimes he'd get up, try to do his thing. He'd begin to move, something like this: "Dance . . . dance." When he got tired of dancing alone, he'd look in the mirror: "Gotta find a woman gotta find a woman gotta find a woman gotta find a woman." He'd go down to the lake where all the woman would be swimming or washing clothes or something. He'd look around and just reach in and grab one. "Come here . . . come here." He'd grab her by the hair. You can't do that today, fellas, cause it might come off. You'd have a piece of hair in your hand and she'd be swimming away from you.
This one woman just lay there, wet and frightened. He said: "Move . . . move." She got up. She was a big woman. BIG woman. Her name was Bertha. Bertha Butt. She was one of the Butt sisters. He didn't care. He looked up at her and said: "Sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me!" She looked down on him. She was ready to crush him, but she began to like him. She said: "I'll sock it to ya, Daddy!" He said: "Wha?" She said: "I'll sock it to ya, Daddy!" You know what he said? He started it way back then. I wouldn't lie to you. When she said, "I'll sock it to ya, Daddy!" he said, "Right on! Right on! Hotpants! Hotpants! Ugh . . . ugh . . . ugh!"
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