The police will haul you downtown to answer a few questions about where babies come from and if Daddy was hurting Mommy.
How about you, sir? Or is that madame? Or both? How can you resist a stolen glimpse of the nightside of nature, the left hand of creation?
Uhh, for safety's sake, does he still have his gun at his house? Might be wise to take that too, and not tell anybody where you put it.
Anyway, I've always made it a practice in my life to do just what Harlan Ellison says, so I bought the book.