Ears and Thumbs
My dad and my friend Preston were always arguing like Spock and Bones in the Star Trek movies...
My dad would tell Preston: I can stand on my thumbs.
Preston: No you can't!
Dad: Wanna bet?
They'd bet.
My dad would stand up, lean down, and put his thumbs under his foot.
Dad: See? I'm standing on my thumbs.
Me: "Oh, brother!"
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Then later on, Preston would tell my dad. "Did you know I can write with my left ear?"
Dad: You're pulling my leg.
They'd bet.
Preston would get a piece of paper while everybody watched. And then, with the tension so thick in the room that you could cut it with a knife, he'd scribble down onto the paper: "With My Left Ear."

My dad and my friend Preston were always arguing like Spock and Bones in the Star Trek movies...
My dad would tell Preston: I can stand on my thumbs.
Preston: No you can't!
Dad: Wanna bet?
They'd bet.
My dad would stand up, lean down, and put his thumbs under his foot.
Dad: See? I'm standing on my thumbs.
Me: "Oh, brother!"
*
Then later on, Preston would tell my dad. "Did you know I can write with my left ear?"
Dad: You're pulling my leg.
They'd bet.
Preston would get a piece of paper while everybody watched. And then, with the tension so thick in the room that you could cut it with a knife, he'd scribble down onto the paper: "With My Left Ear."
