Just because now that I happen to be happily hitched, and thus have access to all sorts of material to mine for comedy gold, the traditional in-law gag isn't based on reality at all. Iowa also happens to be one of the most beautiful places in the Lower 48, and it's also full of really nice folks.
Whenever it's that time of the year when these behemoths begin to rise from their seasonal slumber and lumber about the highways and byways of our tourist state so begins another rich vein of amusement to tap. I frequently equate the sussing out of such sustenance as likened to the sluicing out literal Nuggets of the aforementioned comedy gold.
Speaking of historical art-ifacts, there are times when deciphering the hieroglyphics of my doodles requires a cryptologist degree: witness the scrap of paper unearthed from the bowels of the current man-purse.
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