Some questions just do not have answers, Bunky

On the train to Philadelphia yesterday, the guy sitting across from me and his traveling companions (we were sharing one of those four-seat table things) started looking at his bag of peanuts with a quizzical expression. In a heavily accented voice, which made the whole thing even better, he said to them, “Zis is peanuts, yah?” And they looked back and forth from him to the bag blankly and said, “Yes,” politely leaving the “dumbass” off the end of the sentence. He stared at the bag a few seconds more, then said, “Zen why does eet say ‘Warning: May contain peanuts?

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