"Eww!" said fifteen-year-old Amy. "What's wrong?" said Amy's mother.
"That man at the bus stop, he's juggling his junk in public." "That's the third one today!"
"I know! Why do they do it, Mum?" "It's a throwback to the days of cavemen, I guess."
"Nooo!" "What now?"
"He's talking to a woman, and he's 'still' juggling his junk!" "There ya go! Who said that men can't multitask!"
"Dad doesn't juggle his junk." "He used to. Until I told him that I'd kick him right in his junk if he didn't stop."
"Ouch! That would cure it for sure!"