As the storm rages outside my apartment, blowing the remaining Fall leaves away from their neat piles and back across the yard and street, my thoughts turn to other things. Not, as you might suspect, those other things, but ones which make me smile a little, for whatever reason.
Little questions which people pose, even when they know the answer, but which have more than just a spark of humor in them.
Some of them, I will admit, are not exactly PC, but the best humor rarely is.
And some of them which remind me that humor can come from even the driest of subjects
and only appeal to a select few.
Love & Kisses, Viki.