My Ears Are Small I Know, But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own.

It's a Friday night just after Happy Hour.

"Baby," the DNB proclaims jovially, after a few beers. "What if I put my penis in your ear?"

I have no idea what he's talking about, but it concerns me nonetheless. "Umm, I think we might have more important things to talk about."

He tries to focus his eyeballs on my face.

"Like WHY YOUR PENIS FITS IN MY EAR??" I suggest.

"Yes," the DNB replies.

"OR," he pauses dramatically. "How your ear got pregnant."