FYI

"He’s always asking: Is that new? I haven’t seen that before. It’s like, Why don’t you mind your own business? Solve world hunger. Get out of my closet."
— Michelle Obama, on dodging her husband’s inquiries about her shopping.

Humpty Dumpty continued thoughtfully as he crossed one knee over the other and clasped his hands round it, ‘They gave it me — for an un-birthday present.’

‘I beg your pardon?’ Alice said with a puzzled air.

‘I’m not offended,’ said Humpty Dumpty.

‘I mean, what is an un-birthday present?’

‘A present given when it isn’t your birthday, of course.’

Alice considered a little. ‘I like birthday presents best,’ she said at last.

‘You don’t know what you’re talking about!’ cried Humpty Dumpty. ‘How many days are there in a year?’

‘Three hundred and sixty-five,’ said Alice.

‘And how many birthdays have you?’

‘One.’