Nah...
...one or two (two as it turns out) of the little bahstahds smacked me upside the head about 1/2 hour earlier and I thought I'd gotten them out.
I'm sitting there, reading my book, eating, little tuna fish sammich, hearty chicknoodle, few goldfish and, almost to the last bite...plop.
I'm glad he waited to triple Lindy until I was about done.
So, I says "Hey! What are you doing in my soup!!??"
He says "...the backstoke. What's it look like, you idiot?!"
Well, it was true. He was backstroking. Anyway, I love a good joke before I kill.
