No. Testicles, though lacking the raw strength of Muscles or the courage of elder Uncles, would not be separated from steadfast Principles. Though many tried to insult him with nicknames like “Tubercles” or “Microparticles”, those could never stick like they did to poor Treacles or restrain his vigor like heavy Manacles.

Tired of senseless Debacles, he studied scholarly Articles and read ancient Chronicles and prayed nightly for the most magnificent Miracles. Finally one day while meditating, a vision of complex Epicycles formed in the most profound Tabernacles of his mind. He awoke to realize it mattered not what hateful words prodded him like chilly Icicles; he was already atop the Pinnacles of manliness, and he wasn’t alone. From that day forth he hung proudly with his wiry protector, the hideous and patchy Follicles no one dared approach.