Overheard

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Two of the kids’ toys, a stuffed pterodactyl and a matchbox car

On the following day I asked Thomas where the stuffed pterodactyl was.

“He’s in jail!  Over there!” He pointed to a large garbage truck.  Sure enough, there the pterodactyl was, meditating on a misspent youth in solitary confinement.

Thomas’ tone of voice implied that he was wondering why I was being thick-headed.  Apparently, it should be obvious to all right-thinking people that bad pterodactyls are jailed in the backs of garbage trucks.

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