my sister just told me a story...

There was an younger woman, lived with her mother, had a prosthetic leg.
There was a soap salesman. Lonely - religious.

He keeps coming around to her house - trying to start a romance.
She starts to like him - She's showing him about her leg... how to take it off - how to put it on... They start making out and he takes it off and runs away with it.

Apparently, he has pieces parts of different people in his luggage... eyes - hands - whatever...

She said the moral of the story was don't trust strangers.

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Exactly...