Me and the 7 year old grandson are gardening when the boy sees an earthworm trying to get back into its hole. He says, “Grandpa, I bet I can put that worm back in that hole.”
“I’ll bet you five dollars you can’t,” says Grampa Bubba. “It’s too wiggly and limp to put back in that little hole.” The kid runs into the house and comes back out with a can of hair spray. He sprays the worm until it is straight and stiff as a board, and proceeds to put it right back into the hole. So I handed the kid his five dollars, grabed the hair spray, and shuffled off into the Doublewide. Thirty minutes later, I stroll out and hand the boy another five dollars. “Grandpa, you already paid me,” says the kid.
“I know. This is from your Grandma Terry.”
Go with what works regards