My Goals And Objectives

My wife asked me about "my goals" the other night during supper.

Stupid question but I answered anyway.

"Me? My goal, sticking my hand out slowly rotating it as if I was about to perform a magic trick, is to flip meat on the barbecue with my bare hands."

My wife is a school teacher. There's nothing she can do, I'm sure she realizes by now, to prevent people from acting like immature gnomes later in life.

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