“I’m too short!” announced a woman from her pantry. “I can’t reach the chick peas.”
“I disagree,” replied her husband. “Your height is fine. The problem is your short arms. I’ve always said it.”
“Preposterous,” said the grandfather, looking up from the television. “It’s a lack of stretch in the torso. Classic case.”
“What? Is the world ba-lind?” wondered a policeman, walking by at that moment. “It’s the chick peas themselves — they’re too high!”
From the policeman, whose son is in my own son’s class, is how I heard about the episode.