So I go to visit my parents for the weekend and end up having a drink with a buddy who tells me this story (for which I take no responsibility for the accuracy or inaccuracy--only repeating what I heard)
Our mutual friend lives in Brooklyn and frequents a bar where David Byrne likes to hang out. So her roommate ends up--whoa!--going home with David Byrne one night. They end up in a full-on 69--Byrne on top--and in the middle of it, he sits on his knees, turns around to our friend's roommate and says, in all sincerity..."...may I defecate in your mouth?"
Of course she starts screaming and freaking out and runs out of his apartment and fuck now I can't listen to the Talking Heads.