So last night Bernadette was commenting on how bent my glasses were, and how they seem to have stretched and widened, even though my head didn't seem that wide. "I don't even know how they stay on your head," she said. I looked and her and said, "Well, I do have ears." It was at this point that she spit the coffee she was sipping out all over the livingroom floor. Bravo reflexes, bravo! Needless to say, we both had a good chuckle.