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As Kirby was just standing at the door to leave for a gaming tournament
across town, he was telling me about the house where spent the night last weekend,
when he fell asleep and didn't make it home. He said it was like a castle
of a house, and he was only in the basement and the kitchen, but the basement
was a huge rumpus room, and a bedroom, and two bathrooms, and the house had an
elevator, but it was broken, and. . .

He was acting that all out with his arms and making big eyes, and I said,
"Why are his parents rich enough to have a house like that?"

I expected him to say they owned land or a car dealership, I don't know.
Doctors.

He said, "Maybe they invented Toaster Strudle. Who knows?"

I laughed and told him to have a good time, but I wondered after he left
whether "Toaster Strudle" came up because that's what he ate in their castle-like
kitchen. <g> We've never had it here.

Life is funny, and Kirby's funny.

Sandra