Saturday, 15 March 2025

Genius or Crazy?

Barb came home from pickleball, found me, and said I was either genius or crazy. I asked what did I do now. She said she was starving when she came home from pickleball and pulled out the container of potato salad, and when she opened it, she found that I had left my spoon in the container. So she didn't have to get a spoon. She said I was either a genius or crazy.

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