"Good. How about you find the balls that are attached to your dicks, draw them out of your abdominal cavity and show me." "You want to see our testicles, Coach?" Mike asked, making his way backward down his ladder. "Maybe when I find my magnifying glass, Mr. Brown! I won't be able to tell the difference between what you call testicles and raisins." Mike gasped for air. "My balls are sweeter, sir!" Lids narrowed over his black marbles. "Glad to know how flexible you are, Mr. Brown. That'll come in handy for the rest of my practice." Watkins added with a growl, "If you are still alive."