Son Matthew writes on FB: “I’m training to become a freelance internet psychic. You think that sounds dumb.”
His friend Hannah replies: “It’s like you’re reading my mind…”
So Matthew answers: “That’ll be twelve bucks.”
With a set up like that, how could I resist adding: “I knew you were going to charge twelve bucks.
That’ll be twenty bucks.”
Meanwhile, Luke, eldest of the Brohirrim, writes: “Dreamt I met Moon and Source Code director Duncan Jones at a film premier. I offered to paint his house. He accepted, but when I got there, he tried to poison me! What a cad.”
He then adds, “I tweeted this, too. He responded with:
‘you were going to paint it with feces, you nut job!’”