Filling out the Census forms this morning...
PPP: How old are you? 35?
Mr. Pear: Yeah...no. No.
Me: 34? *tots up numbers* Yeah, 34.
Mr. Pear: Well, I could't be 35, 'cause that would make you about 90.
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I will forgive this transgression, since he was in the kitchen at the time, making me oatmeal and coffee. 90 indeed!
