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July 8, 2016

Morgan Flabbergast tells me he's the fastest kid on the block, whether it's running, biking, walking, pogo-sticking, or swimming.

"Big deal," I say.  "What about eating hot dogs, doing the '12' multiplication table, drawing a perfect map of the United States on an Etch-a-Sketch, naming all the state capitals in order of population, shelving all books at the library in their correct Dewey Decimal System places, getting to the center of a Tootsie Pop, and spelling 'supercalifragilisticexpialidocious' backwards?  I know I'm forgetting something."

"That you're a gayrod maybe?" he says.

"Oh!  That you're the quickest wit," I say.  "That's it."