My friend and I were busy mending fences when my housekeeper arrived. Several times that day, she drove out, returning 45 minutes later. Feeling curious, my friend asked her:
"Where do you keep going?"
"Some darn birds built a nest in my car bumper!" she exclaimed. "Every two hours I have to go home because the parents are waiting to feed their young. I wish they'd hurry up and raise those kids."