Somebody Turn That Thing Off
It's too early for sunlight
Monday morning is an interrogation. Monday steals us from the arms of our loving parents, Saturday and Sunday, and locks us in a cold, bare room with nothing but an irritating light that shines as bright as the sun. Because it is the sun.
What do they want to know? What's so important that Monday had to bring me in on trumped up charges of "having work to do," whatever that means? Spare me the torture, Monday. I'll tell you whatever you want to know.
Just take me back home to the weekend. You always do. Why must you keep returning? Go, Monday. Go steal someone else's children.
Stranger danger. Stranger danger!
Today's Question
Animal Kingdom
How many teeth does an adult hippo have?
Yesterday's Answer
And the people who knew it
Google is worth 8 points, but the Y and H in Yahoo give it a whopping 11 Scrabbleriffic tallies. Here's who knew:
Charles (who actually knew the exact point totals)
Maridee
Frislem
Diannalee
Steve T (the T stands for One Point)
Micaela
Nancy K (the K stands for Five Points)
Well done, all of you. May all your word scores be tripled and all your Q words be plentiful.
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