This morning when I was running in Liberty Park in the semi-dark, I encountered an older man with a dog. I told him his dog was pretty. He told me his dog was 1/2 Jack Russell, 1/2 American Eskimo, and 100% pain in the rear. I laughed. And then our conversation went like this.
MAN: I like to leave 'em laughing. Here's a joke for you.
ME (remembering the mermaid joke a stranger told me and Randi in Eugene): Okay . . .
MAN: What did the parrot say to the hummingbird?
ME (hoping this isn't another joke about bra sizes): What?
MAN: "For crying out loud, you'd think you could at least learn the words!"