ORGAN by George Holmes COPYRIGHT Feb 28 2010
What do you mean?
I’ve found a new way to make money.
Tell me. I’m rather skeptical of your schemes. I remember the last time you wanted to import Zambian goats to make mohair sweaters to sell back to the Zambians. Not very practical as they don’t wear sweaters there, mohair or not. It’s too hot.
Well, yes, I agree on that. It was not the best plan in the world.
Well, the goats certainly kept the grass cropped. And they finally made a very good stew. So what is this new plan?
Organs.
Organs? You must be more specific. Musical organs, barrel organs, sexual organs, human organs?
Oh didn’t I say? Human.
No, you didn’t. Well, what about them? You’re not proposing selling off parts of yourself to the highest bidder are you?
Oh no. Not parts of me. Parts of you.
Are you completely mad?
No, not at all. Have you noticed something? The door has no handle. The room is sound proof and I have chloroform and gun. You're a gold mine.
