"'Vulgar suggestion'?! WHEN did I ever say I was talking about my manhood?! Did I use that word?! DID I?!"
She hesitated. "You… You're twisting logic, you're twisting your own words!"
"Oh, I'M twisting logic? Or are YOU the one with the dirty, vulgar, perverted mind?!"
"I DO NOT HAVE A DIRTY MIND! AND YOU ARE TWISTING LOGIC!"
"I AM NOT!"
"Then explain it!" she yelled. "When you said you had a body part with no bones, what else was I supposed to imagine?!"
Her voice cracked slightly. "What else is left but your… man… manhood?!"
I took a deep breath and I smirked.
And then I dropped the bomb.
"You dirty-minded woman, I was talking about my tongue."
"…Tongue?"
"YES, YOU PERVERT! TONGUE! TONGUE ALSO HAS NO BONES!"
"Yes, you pervert! Tongue! Tongue also has no bones!" I declared, my voice ringing with righteous flair.
Silence.
A long, awkward, suffocating silence.
