Wendy was shocked.
"I've never been so insulted in all my life. First, to claim these oysters taste like 'puke' and then to follow that up by calling me a Nazi... well, I --"
"First," William interrupted, "I don't like oysters. Second, I was only saying that your attention to detail was Nazi-like. It's still a complement. Forgive me if it wasn't the balls-deep cocksuckery you anticipated."
And that my friends, is how one uses the term "balls-deep cocksuckery" in a sentence.
