" What?" He gave her a puzzled look."Your tinkle." She motioned with her eyes down.He shrugged, looking around. Tinkles, he thought, that what's she c...lled Tim's small testicles. That's probably why he doesn't understand. She thought about other words."Your wing nut. Your jewel." I'm sorry, I just don't . . ."She was getting frustrated."Your ball." She said, almost commanding."Mam, I don't understand you." Sir, you have an enormous veiny black testicle hanging out of your ball-huggers! It's not. " Oh no, is it serious?" Um ... well, it's hard to explain. I was at Best Buy, and, um..." I heard there was a gas attack," I quickly said."Yeah, that's what they think happened. Um, it was weird. The gas made us do things..." What?" I asked."Um, it's hard to explain. Just come to the hospital, okay? It's Good Sam." I'm on my way, Ashley."I sped the entire way to the hospital, not caring if I got a ticket. I had to see my wife. I hugged my wife when I found her in an exam room. She sat in. Frankly, if you have to write a pleading, you probably haven’t been doing your job.”“You settle lawsuits?”“I have, when appropriate. But I’m reluctant to pay off frivolous claims. We have an arbitration clause in our contracts, which so far we haven’t had to exercise.”“What were the suits?”“One billing dispute which was trumped up, but I paid it off to save myself the time and hassle of fighting to the US Supreme Court, which this company would have done.”“There has to be a story there.”“One of. We’re just friends.”“I heard a rumor that you were gonna go to the turn-about dance together.” Joe had obviously talked to Mark when I shut him down. Which was against the rules of his grounding, I might add, but he had me over a barrel since he knew Mark and I had hooked up.“I thought we were clear about how old you had to be to date,” Dad grumbled.When I hung my head in defeat, Mom came to my rescue.“It’s just a school dance, Robert,” Mom said. I looked up to see her smile of support. Of.