At the Doctors

Last week, when I went to the doctors, he looked in my ear and asked me why my eardrum was all scarred and scratched inside. I shook my head. "I don't know," I said, cuz no way was I gonna tell him the truth, which was that it's scarred and scratched cuz I enjoy massaging the inside of my ear with a bobby pin. I know, I know. You're thinking, "Eww. How gross." But u gotta understand. I grew up using bobby pins or the end of a safety pin cuz in Bangladesh we couldn't afford q-tips. A bobby pin was the closest we could get to a q-tip in Bangladesh.