This is the result of two very, very different conversations colliding in the office today:
Officemate: "My balls are already taken!"
Copyeditor: "I do like the feel of them, but I don't go rubbing my face on them."
Me: *practically falls off chair laughing*
For further information, the officemate received a basketball, a soccer ball, volleyball and football for Christmas. The copyeditor was talking about a conversation she was having on iChat about the feel of clothing on your face.
So wrong. So funny. So glad I'm at work.