Are you a thirteen, sir? Asks the guard.
With all respects due to you, President sir,
take a flying fuck at the rolling doughnut or take a flying fuck at the moooooon.
The President took it ?
(Slapstick or Lonesome No More by Kurt Vonnegut)
To marry the beautiful Draupadi ,eligible princes have to shoot an arrow at the revolving fish eye.
Something like the flying fuck. The princes took it?
Only Arjuna could do it. And he gets the fuck.
Draupadi was his mooooon.
Caveat: Out of the five O’s in the MOOOOON, only one goes to Arjuna and the remaining four go to his four brothers. What luck!