Number Nine

I saw, literally, one of the nastiest things today on bus Number Nine.

You know that thing that (idiot) boys do to their ears? What's it called...? Oh yeah, when they get them stretched. Here's a picture for those who have no idea what I'm talking about.

Anyways, so there were these two boys sitting across from me; they couldn't have been older than say 18. One of them had their ears gauged (that's the official terminology, by the way) and in the middle of the hole was a cigarette.

I started at this kid's ear for a full ten seconds, trying to comprehend what was going on in his head when he woke up this morning.

Cigarette Hole Kid: Good morning! I think I'm going to have a good day! First, I'll smoke three packs of cigs. After, I'll get dressed in my favorite outfit: black Dickie shorts, black knee socks, a basketball jersey and an over sized baseball cap! My, do I look handsome?! Oh, and to top it all off, I'm going to stick a cigarette in the hole of my ear!

His friend took a leaf out of his book: in his black knee socks he stuck two cigarettes.

I honestly couldn't believe what I was seeing. I tried to get a picture but my phone died. If I see them again, I'll definitely show you.