Yesterday I went to my sister's house so we could go together to her in-laws' house for turkey dinner. On our way there, she was telling me about a radio show she heard when she was in the Okanagan visiting our parents. Apparently the show was a humour show of some sort (in the Okanagan? unpossible; nothing is funny about the Okanagan).
As she recounts it:
The guy said, "How many hours in a day do you waste while counting from 1 to 100? If you're like me, a lot. To cut down on the wasted hours, why not cut out some of the less important numbers, like 17? You can't get anything in 17, so you don't need it. So, as practice: what's 16 + 1?.... That's right, it's 18. And what's 16 + 2?.... Right again, it's 18. See how easy it is to eliminate the number 17 from your life?" The part that kills me is the first part: If you're anything like me...
And I was howling. Like, tears-streaming-down-my-face howling. And I couldn't stop laughing, which made Anita laugh even more. Maybe you had to be there. I kept imagining the guy's voice to be like Dr. Nick Riviera. My sister has her moments of hilariousity (fine, it's not a word).
How many hours do you waste while counting from 1 to 100?
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Release date: 11 April, 2006
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