Asked a kid who was interested in my youngest daughter, after he commented on my digger derrick truck, if he knew how many skinny teenage kids one could bury on a back forty if they were stood on their heads in an auger hole. He allowed that he did not, I replied very calmly that I did not either, because I hadn’t finished it yet. Poor bastard didn’t last long. Wise, considering the path he followed after that.
