
Saturday night my friend and I ran a few errands to get dinner and groceries. I pulled into the Albertson's parking lot and said "Is this spot okay?" She said "You can't get much closer because of that stupid handicapped stall". Then she said something to the effect of "They should move those to the back. They're never full anyway". I don't know if she was serious or just joking, but I laughed forever.

My brother-in-law told us a story of how he took the young men in their ward to the climbing wall. After he got back to his house, he commented that his forearms were killing him. It was quiet for a minute and then his six year old son said "What four arms? You don't have four arms!"
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Four arms! That's a good one!
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