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True story.

Five-year old Paul and six-year-old Richard are playing in the backyard when Richard gets a wild hair up his butt to go fishing at the local pond.  They gather a couple of poles and a bucket and wander off down the dirt path to the pond.

A short time later they return with a bucket of fish.  Filled with excitement, Paul rushes inside the house.

“Daddy!  Daddy!  Look what I caught!”

After getting a stern lecture from his dad about going to the pond without an adult, Paul’s dad praises him and tells him to take the fish out to the garage so he can clean them.

Paul returns to the garage, a smile on his face.

“So, what’d your dad say?” Richard asks.

“He said they have to get cleaned.”

“Do you know how to clean a fish?”

Paul shrugs.  “I guess in the washing machine.”

Paul…

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  1. I may regret that I never learned to clean a fish before my dad passed away, but this brought me both laughter and tears (the good kind). I can see trying to clean them that way. In fact, as the oldest sibling, helping with the laundry was one of my chores. Those fish would have been hung with clothespins on the washline out back with the socks and underwear before my folks would have realized my mistake. 😛

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