The night Apnea and I were watching that old Pauly Shore movie and he kept calling breasts "cones". I can't stand it. One could find a lot of faults to point out about Pauly Shore, but then you may miss a shot of him doing his dance in those stripper shorts. This picture actually has cones, and that's just unavoidable. These cones remind me of pointy shoes. I was telling a man at the store how strongly I dislike pointy shoes. The pointier the shoe, the stronger my dislike. The philosophical store owner pointed out the seemingly obvious threat that such shoes pose to my testicles. So maybe I have a fear of pointy girls. There's probably a feminist thesis waiting to be spun from all of this, and i hope that Pauly's shiny curls have a place in it.