I picked this habit up from my dad, he was always walking around with a pencil on his ear, sometimes one on each ear. The funniest thing was when he’d be looking around for a pencil, and we’d laugh at him because he had one already. Well, like my father, I sometimes sport a pencil perched against my noggin and I often forget it’s there.
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