Mommy and Daddy were giving me a bath this morning, and as usual, I was playing with some cups, pouring water into and out of them, from one to the other, and just having a fine time. Daddy said maybe I'd be a chemist when I grew up, since I looked like one, pouring the water back and forth. He went on to say how I could develop some new alterative fuel, make millions of dollars, and support him and Mommy when they were old and decrepit!
I stopped pouring for a moment, looked up and him, and in all seriousness, said:
"Why?"
I'm funny, huh?!
