Just now I was scratching my backside…as guys sometimes do…and I found a little round band-aid stuck there.  The weird thing is…I don’t know where it came from.  How does one get a band-aid on that part of one’s anatomy without knowing about it.

All I can say is that it was nice of the secret government agent guys to put on a band-aid, after whatever experimental drugs they injected me with.  

When you stop to think about it, it does kind of explain a few things…   

Oh, and if you secret government agent guys are monitoring my blog…next time I would like one with ducks on it.
  
Sadly, this is not an April Fools joke. 

Well, maybe it is, but I had nothing to do with it.