WordKnot

Most of you that know me will undoubtedly assume that it’s just that my brain is leaking funny stories.  Apparently it’s sieve (however the hell you spell that).  It’s not always easy to come up with good stories, but I’m sure that is little consolation to you.
This story is, in fact, not my own.  It belongs to my father and, after getting so sick of telling it that he simply refused to do so anymore, he bequeathed it to me.  So, it has fallen to me to tell this infamous story.  I’ll be changing the name of the “main character” (other than my father) in this story so as not to incriminate my dad.  Also, I’ll be telling the story in the first person, simply for the reason that it’s much better that way.
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