My Father, The Evil Genius
Well, it's getting to be that time of year. Fall. Called that because of how leaves fall from the trees. That reminds me of a naughty joke. An old man is raking leaves with his grandson when they see an earthworm crawling out of its hole. "I bet you five dollars you can't put that worm back into its hole," the grandfather says. The boy thinks about it, then run into the house and comes back with a can of hair spray. He sprays the worm until it's as stiff as a nail and, sure enough, sticks the worm back into its hole. "Well, I'll be darned," the old man says and pays the boy five dollars. He takes the can of hair spray. "I'll be back," he says, and goes into the house. Thirty minutes late he comes back and hands the little boy another fiv...