Minute Humor

Kristine got a cute little red-bellied newt! Like a good roommate, I devoted a lot of time and attention to naming her new pet, even though I don’t like him as much as I like Yucatan.

“How about Gingrinch?” Stick suggested.

“No way,” I told him, not mentioning that that has to be the second oldest gag in the herpetology jokebook. “Kristine names all of her critters after places,”

“What about Newton the newt? Or Beirut the newt?”

“I’m going to call him Tiny,” Kristine said.

“Tiny? Why?” I asked, walking into the oldest joke in the bio-geek book.

“Because he’s my newt.”

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