A young woman is dragged into a mental hospital by two white-clad men yanking at her forearms. The men steer her toward a nearby psychiatrist. She can’t be more than 20 years old. Her closely-cropped hair—shaved on the sides—is mussed, plaid button-up askew, and the tight skinny jeans sucking at the shape of her legs reveal a small wet spot near the zipper. A similar slick substance coats her middle and pointer finger.
The man to her right speaks up, “Where do we put her, doc?”
“Well, what’s wrong with her?”
Just then, the girl jerks her head up faster than thought possible and lets out a wail. The sound bounces off the narrow hallway walls, causing the men surrounding her to stagger. She looks at the psychiatrist with a snarl, yells, “I LOVE PUSSY AND ONLY PUSSY!”
The psychiatrist, having just recovered from the invisible blow of her bellow, falls to the floor once again in an attempt to flee from her.
“To the Lesbian Ward with her! Nurse, help me to the decontamination showers! I’ve come into contact with a man-hating harlot!”