“What the hell is that?” I asked as Evan waved the headband up and down, making its attachments flop around. “It looks like a very weird gift shop thing.” “What kind of gift shop would sell this? What are you laughing about?” “The look on your face.” “I have a very normal look on my face. This is the way you’re supposed to look when you find a bouncy dick headband in a treasure chest on a tropical island.” Even as the words left my mouth I knew they were ridiculous, but it was too late to backpedal now.”