When visiting Hope and Bill in Mindin City, I pushed through the door surprised to see them both sitting at the table eating apples. Talking about apples in general and those in the barrel in particular, I discovered that they looked at the exercise in a different way. I always assumed that a person would eat the worst apples first so that less would spoil. They held the opposite opinion. Eat the best ones first. Let those that perish, perish.
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I try to save the best one for the kid.
(to lob at his car while it's parked in the yard).
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