'I had a dream last night, Siggy.'

'Ja?'

'It was you and me together skipping in a field. Und then this great serpent appeared and slithered into a cave.'

'Du lieber gott! Do you know what you are saying to me? Do you know what zis serpent means?'

'Ja, it is some manifestation of the World-Spirit.'

'Dummkopf! It is my cock! Ze serpent is my cock that you are craving!'

'Nein, nein! All ze time you think of cock! The serpent is some Kundalini thing.'

'Stop mit zis craziness! The serpent is my great big cock that you cannot get out of your mind. Admit you want it!'

'Nein, nein, is some archetype, Ouroboros ze great world-serpent maybe.'

'My hot throbbing cock is ze great serpent of the world and you want it bad! Look, look, look at my cock that you crave inside you!'

Freud unzipped himself triumphantly.

'That thing?' said Jung in surprise. 'That looks like a cigar.'