For a few thousand years The Maker had wondered why statistics showed that his universe had a higher hostility rate than all the others. So The Maker went down to earth for the very first time since he created it to inquire on these matters. He went up to Sista' C a few days after the Shiquan/Sista' C incident.
     The Maker walked up to Sista' C and said in his most divine voice, "My child, what angers you and your colleagues here on earth so much?"
     "Excuse me, sir. You must be smelling something else because I don't fart in public," Sista' C replied rather confused by the strange man's accusation.
     "No, child. I am speaking of the troubles you go through everyday," The Maker corrected her.
     "No, I don't want to fart for you, sir. Can you please leave me alone now?" Sista' C was really starting to get annoyed now.
     "Child!" he grabbed her by the sides of her head and looked into her eyes. Then it hit him like a sardine can filled with gerbils after drinking vodka. He didn't feel any ears on her. He looked around bewildered at the other humans walking by. They didn't have any ears, either. He was so shocked and excited by this finding that he didn't even hear Sista' C shouting at him to let go of her head. He began to turn and tilt her head to get a better look at the strangeness that is a cranium without aural cavities. This was the last straw for Sista' C. With one quick move she took him out like Monday morning's garbage. The Maker was really offended by this because he always recycled; he let this one slide, though, because he was so contented with his discovery.
     For a week, while the people of earth slept, The Maker went around with his super glue and bag-o-ears that he got from eBay and glued ears on everybody's head. The day The Maker finished his little project he got drunk and passed out. The next morning he found himself naked in a cornfield. He then realized that the extra ears he had had disappeared. Befuddled, he went back to the heavens.