. . . for I always skip the quizzes in those Uncle John's Bathroom Readers.
They just make me so tense!
But then a funny thing always happens.
I tense up at the quiz . . . then I relax completely when I give up, and turn the page-
-and at that moment . . . I invariably bust the fattest shitlog in the galactic quadrant.
A real aperture-stretcher!
Always.
So, it all works out.
For my ass.
