When I remarked that this Friday is the longest day of the year, our receptionist looked puzzled and asked, “You mean it’s longer than 24 hours?”
One of my Dad’s retired friends spends nine months a year in Wisconsin and goes to Florida for the winter. One year, while he was in Florida, he got a call from the police. His neighbor in Wisconsin, who had a key, had entered his home to check that everything was okay with the house. The house was a shambles and he called the police to report a burglary. The police officer reported: “The house appears to have been ransacked.”
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