Monday, December 10, 2012

A phone call.

I just now had a phone call with a financial advisor about a matter I need to attend to if I want to avoid, in my impending dotage, eating cat food.

When the call concluded, my advisor said to me, "I'll keep you a breast."

I have nothing against breasts. I don't even mind keeping a few around in case I need them.

But me, personally, I don't wish to be kept a breast.