Scene:
A crowd of twenty-somethings in a basement, thoroughly intoxicated. In the middle of the room is a table, upon which there are several paper plates. Each plate holds a large amorphous Jell-O blob, so rich in alcohol it barely maintains cohesion.
Larger than necessary speakers blare 90’s rock music while the crowd looks on as two men talk. Man One is wearing ass-less chaps, a hooded sweatshirt, and very little else.
In a flash, Man Two is on his knees eating vodka-soaked Jell-O from a large plastic kitchen spoon. The crowd roars with laughter. The spoon? It’s clenched firmly between the ass cheeks of The Man in Chaps.
At the time, this makes perfect sense.