"When I was seventeen my old man was so dumb I could  
hardly stand the sight of him, but by the time I was twenty-one  
I was amazed at how much he had learned in five years."
Mark Twain

                For Whom the Bell Tolls                  
My friend Michael and I were walking down the fairway the other day talking about our kids, and he told me this story.
Michael was at home one night, sound asleep. Something woke him up, and he didn't know what it was. He lay there listening and noticed the clock said 3:16 am. The doorbell rang, and Michael realized that it must have rung before and awakened him. He got out of bed, wondering who the heck would be ringing the doorbell in the middle of the night.
The bell rang a third time.
Michael opened the door in his pajamas, and there stood a pizza delivery guy holding seven large boxes. Michael looked at him quizzically and was about to speak, when he heard an upstairs door open behind him. He turned to look, and there stood his son Max at the top of the stairs.
Michael asked Max incredulously, "Did you order seven pizzas?"
Max looked back at his dad in a way only a teenager can and said, "There are seven of us."
Of course! What more needs to be said.
- Hank Frazee, Author of  Referral Upgrade   and  Before We Say "Goodnight"
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