Table talk

For some reason there was a clothespin on the table tonight at dinner. Jet picked it up and was fooling around with it.

He held it up to me and asked, "What is this?"

I said, "It's a clothespin."

He squeezed it so that it opened, and said, "No, it's an open pin!"

(Say it out loud a few times -- you'll catch on.)

I couldn't make this stuff up! Tee-hee!