"So, Charlie, did you hear? Scientists are working on a possible cure for diabetes that could come from testicles?"

"Huh? The what?"

"You don’t know what your testicles are?"

"Uh uh."

"You know. It’s your, uh …

"It’s your …" [I demonstrate the Michael Jackson crotch grab]

"Eehhhhhh!!!!!"

"So to get the cure, you have to drink the tentacles?"

"No, no, nothing that bad. They probably just take a long needle and stick it deep into the testicles and then slurp out a liquid which is then probably injected into the chest."

3 hours later

"Do you think they can put it somewhere other than the chest?"

"Yeah, I guess so. Maybe the arm."

"Hmm. The arm isn’t so bad."

20 minutes later

"Wouldn’t it feel strange if your testicles were in your arm?"

"Definitely. Though I don’t think that’s what they’re doing."

"How much liquid do you think they take from your pee pee?"

"Probably just a drop."

5 minutes later

"I wish they could do it another way."

"Well, ya know there are lots of scientists working on different types of cures."

"Mmhmm."

30 seconds later

"What’s normal blood sugar for someone without diabetes?"

"About 100."

"Mmm."

"Would I be able to take something to put me to sleep while they did it?"

"Yeah, but you don’t have to think about that now …"

"Would I miss like a day of school or more like a week?"

"I don’t know. Maybe a couple days."

"Mmhmm."

"Does the stuff that puts you to sleep have a bad taste?"

"No. It’s just like breathing in air."

"Do you think they’ll have it ready in 2011?"

"No. These things take years."

"But you said it worked with mice. What are they waiting for?"

"It takes time. They have to test it on humans. See if it’s safe. Ya know?"

"Mmhmm."

"Why? You’d want to do it?"

"Mmhmm. I would do it."