Step-Ball-Step — HERCULANEUM

So, last night I dreamt that some blind woman kept stepping on my balls.

1. I have no idea why I was lying on the floor, clothed, but with my legs spread apart. (Besides being a hussy, I have no other reason to have been doing that. I know, I know, being a hussy should be reason enough.)

2. Nor do I have any idea as to why this blind woman didn't REALIZE that she was at least stepping on SOMETHING...My balls aren't THAT small. The Bish. Maybe she thought they were cantaloupes. Or maybe she couldn't feel her extremities. I think it's more probable that she thought they were cantaloupes.

3. AND I have no idea why I didn't just tell her, "HEY, LADY!! YOU'RE STEPPIN' ON MY F-ING BALLS!! YOU AND YOUR GOD DAMN CANE SHOULD GO TRAMPLE SOMETHING ELSE!!"

And before one of you say that I liked it, and THAT'S why I didn't say anything, I didn't. Okay?

Not even a little.

Okay, maybe a little.