This is Old Horsetail Snake, butting in again where angels fear to butt.

Didst thou knowest that I had a visit from my young grandchild t’other night.  She got out a coloring book and I was consent to watch.  Pretty soon I decided to test her, asking if she knew the name of each color as she used it.  She would always tell me, and she was always correct.  It was fun for me and so I continued.  At last she headed for the door, saying sagely, “You know grandpa, I think you should try to figure out some of these yourself.”

And a one-and a two-and a ho ho har de har har.

This kind of reminds me of when she last visited.  At one time during the visit I found her toiling away at my computer.   She told me she was writing a story.  “What’s it about?” I inquired.  “I don’t know,” she said.  “I can’t read.”

Tee hee chortle hoo hah.

I never drink water because I know all the disgusting things fish do in it.

Heh!

Nice talkin’ atcha, Little Girl.