I'd go to bars, and be like "Hey baby, my hands are full. I've got an itch on my chin. Can you scratch it for me?" Then I'd spit all over her, and she wouldn't know why!
Or, I'd sit in public places (like Wal-Mart), and rub my chin, like I'm in deep thought. Everyone would think I was so wise. In reality, I'm just a man who liked rubbing his balls!
The more I think about it, the more I wonder: What's the downside to having balls on your chin?








