Alex Jones, a good old country boy of good breeding fine stock vocal spatiation, and vocal spamiation, had been informed, on good authority, he would require a spam transplant. If he was to live, and continue to be able to play the violin,

Be a cutie, be a nudie cutie if need be,

He stood from a lecturn, plectrum in hand, podium in hand, woman on a pedestal a pedophile pedastal, for though he be down and dirty, it was women folk who changed diapers, for good reason.

A woman giving birth to a baby is abusing that baby sexually. Did that baby sign a consent form, and it is worrisome the birth canal is pornographic in the extreme and the baby, innocent baby, made to go through this narrative ordeal of being squeezed out.

The baby is a nudie cutie, but though the mother, supposedly, for that’s in doubt now too, is exposing herself, and maybe the medical professionals are wearing body cams, with surveillance for insurance purposes.

When Alex goes in for the spam transplant, he will be stripped and made to wear one of those ridiculous hospital gowns. His butt, because the hospital gown is open from the back, will be the nudie cutie.

Momma didn’t give no birth to a spam nudie cutie.