Horton was a staunch monosheist till the very end. After letting his one and only true love, Marissa , slip through his fingers − the self-same fingers with which he would
fingerbang her maloderous pudendum every night upon the dusty floor of his bedroom as she bled and yelled "Harder! Harder! − he cut his
testicles off with a
butter knife and vowed a life of celibacy.