A friend of mine has been involved in a production of "The Music Man" this summer. We were talking, and she'd mentioned she was off to Iowa soon, so of course:
Me: Iowa? I thought you were from Garey, Indiana?!! Besides, I hear there's trouble in River City.
Her: Oh, we've got trouble, all right. And I'm sure you already know what letter "trouble" starts with...
Me: Trouble that starts with "t" which rhymes with "p" and that stands for "pool" - all of which implies that the trouble in River City is much like the trouble here: that it is Ridiculously Hot outside, and one must go jump in a pool to cool off. That is the only solution. Either that or it's trouble that starts with "t" which rhymes with "b" and that stands for "Billiards."
Her: I commend you for that very thorough analysis of the Trouble song. How very Mudderish of you. Well, you know what they say about Mudders-they are like no udders. ;)
Me: You may be surprised to learn that rather than do a chemistry-related thesis, I chose to do one entitled: "Trouble in River City: Charismatic Leadership, Misdirection, and Moral Politics in the Post-9/11 Midwest."
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