Just a moment ago, the C.S.O. declared her intention to have meatball heroes for tonight’s dinner. Thereupon, she went to our freezer and extracted from it a loaf of Italian bread and a bag that contained four meatballs. She proceeded thence to arrange two meatballs and half a loaf of the aforementioned bread on each of two plates. And the conversation proceeded thus:
FWP: Thus are the limits of the ancient wisdom revealed.
CSO: Huh?FWP: Well, each of us is getting two meatballs and a hunk of bread, right?
CSO: Yeah, so?FWP: That clarifies the scope of an old, well known bit of folklore.
CSO: What are you thinking of?FWP: “You get no bread with one meatball.”
CSO: (scowls in disgust) Oh, for... (unprintable)
Sometimes I wonder how I’ve lived this long.
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