My Dilithium Crystals Turned Out to be Bath Salts

And what the crap does that mean you ask?

Well let me enlighten you.

A couple times a week I drive Doghouse Boy to school on my way to work. A couple of days ago, one of those really stupid things that pop into my head popped into my head.

The thought isn't exactly original, but the aftermath was.

So as we were driving along, I posed the question, "Why do you suppose that cows don't shrink when it rains?" Alluding to the phenomenon of leather shrinking once it has become wet.

DogHouse boy gave a "heh heh", and things fell silent.

Then my weird old brain kicked in.

"The cows that needed to be milked would be squirting all over the place."

"Ha Ha Ha... That's gross."

"And projectile cowpies."

"You're weird."