Years ago in my reckless youth I had a brother who had problems with just about everybody, not least with me.

One day just as I finished telling my mother an event that my brother had told me about, he walked in. I appealed to him to tell her the story as he'd told it to me.

He did- and at the end I turned to my mom with a flourish. And there you have it, folks, I proclaimed. Straight from the horse's ass.


At least my mother thought it was funny.