About that duct tape...

There was this twelve-year-old boy at dinner, you see, and the hostess figured out that the duct tape restrained him more effectively than the bungee cords. Not so difficult to understand.

(The boy's younger sister also insisted that she wanted to be tied to a chair until it was pointed out to her that if she were duct taped that way at that time, she would be unable to feed herself pumpkin Hubbard squash pie.)

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I still have more to say, but am too tired for the saying of it. For a change of pace, instead of blaming medication or sleep deprivation, I shall blame the cold I seem to be coming down with. Here's hoping that tomorrow I will be either less bleary-eyed or more entertainingly loopy than I am this evening.