There was a comic in the Sunday Boston Globe back in the 1950s with a pair of guys named Mutt and Jeff. I believe Jeff was the tall one.
On a variety of locations the Eastside venue of Docu-Mart has moved, and my business moved with it: they had Jeff Haack working there, a great copy service specialist, and his longtime bud Mitch — who was the short one. I went in there a month ago to reorder my business card, and found they fired Jeff and Mitch. So blonde female now does the — ahem — job. I still have no business card ordered.
So back to Boston, and its comic of sixty years in the past. Mutt comes in to Jeff one day and announces, “I’ll bet I can drink ten glasses of water in a row!” Jeff is impressed. “Really? Okay, you’re on!”
So they stand next to a table and Mutt drinks glass after glass.
“Nine . . . Ten. Wow.” says Jeff.
“Oh, I was sure I could do it,” says Mutt.
“Oh, I practiced it first in the kitchen!” [picture of shod feet horizontal]
Well, Dear Reader, I was arrested for trespassing today. Twice. I practiced it first in the kitchen.