A friend of mine grew up in New Jersey. While I was driving one day, I asked him whether his family had raised succulents in their garden. He replied, “No, succulents don’t grow so well in New Jersey.” I said, “Oh, of course, bad climate for succulents.”
After a pause, he piped up and said, “Oh, but we did have ‘hen and chicks.’”
“’Hen and chicks?’” I said. “Did you eat the eggs?”
How does the brain make such spectacularly silly transitions? I don’t know, but I thoroughly enjoy it when it happens. Cheap kicks.