My nephew’s wife Laura just called and said something like:
I have a totally random question about totally useless information regarding something that was invented or used back in the 1800s…
I was able to answer her question. Then I reminded her that I just happen to be a thirty-five-year-old with a vast wealth of information about the 1800s.
This made her laugh and laugh.
Brat.
(And she cheats at cards, too.)
My nephew once called me and said, “Uncle ‘Nathan, I want to in-ter-view you for school.”
I beamed. “Of course!” Obviously, I was his hero. The best example of an intelligent human. Or maybe just the coolest person on the planet.
Probably the last one.
“What was it like living in the 1900s?” he asked me.
…sharper than a serpent’s tooth, as my mother used to quote.
You’re Rodney Dangerfield. LOL
you are just jealous because she wins more than we do. we won when we were less than 35