HeadPhones

Eww! Oh my god…I’m going to vomit, that’s disgusting! Come on; clean those puppies out once in a while. I hate the disgusting ears of teenagers. I cringe as his ear gets closer; I may be made to fit there but q-tips were made to clean those also. Unfortunately I feel the wax pushed aside as my place is made in his gross ear. No wonder his music is so loud the boy can barely hear anything with those cesspools he calls ears. Even after the nastiness, I get ready for the wonderful sound of music. It’s mostly hard rock and some hippie crap I can’t stand, but I still love every minute of the pleasant vibration.

Louder! Yes, louder!

He turns up the volume on that little do-hickey in his left hand. I can feel it now! Maximum power, baby! It feels absolutely divine. Hardcore medal coursing through my wires, it’s orgasmic.

Oh no! My left side is dying; I take the initiative to send that side more power to keep the steadiness. You’re welcome, boy. ZZZTTTT… Damn it. He shrieks in pain and then I’m flying through the air. I land in his dirty laundry basket…oh come on! Like this is any better than your ears, there’re both equal torture. He gets up and pulls me out of hell. Thank heavens! Whew, man that stunk. Ok boy what’s next? Bring it on; I’m ready for metal, rock, or hippie crap. Let me have it.

Wait! What are you doing? He drags me to a place worse the death itself…the trash can. I thought we were buds. Come on dude! I’ve still got one headphone left, which should be enough. Why don’t you love me anymore? Tossed aside in a waste basket.

Ass! Ha how do you like that? That’s what I thought, walk away you pansy. I hate him but I still cling to one last hope that he’ll laugh and pick me out of the can.

He opens a draw and pulls out another pair of headphones. WHAT? I just died on one side, and you’re already whoring around with another pair? Fine you deserve each other then. Enjoy his disgusting ears! I hope those electrocute you too! Jerk. Sigh…whateve, I can do way better.