Howie received a packet of information from the American Heart Association, chock full of health tips and recipes. Tonight, as he was reading through some of the pamphlets, he exclaimed, “Hey, Hon, you’re having a stroke!”. That got my attention. He then read off several the symptoms:
He didn’t read the “sudden” part on any of those, but concluded at the end, “You’re a walking stroke!”
The world loves a smartass.