There is a man in the land who likes to throw spoons. But be advised he is humble. This is a very troublesome combination because only special people get to see our friend named RoseChris throw spoons.
One day RoseChris tossed a spoon at my mailbox. I asked him to toss a fork with the spoon and that did not sit well with Chris. Chris was a busy Greek Professor and he loved to make tales of the Peloponnesian War come to life. This was very entertaining and Chris was very sharp and very organized in all of his avenues of success. That said, I can never really understand why RoseChris liked to throw spoons.
I once asked him why he did this funny feat and he looked at me as if I was there to sing the blues to his sister. This was not so. But that said, I must say that someday I may get a chance to toss a spoon back his way. It might be fun and I think I might like to hear the ping if I can hit his steel mailbox with a nice Table Spoon perhaps. This might be fun and perhaps that is why RoseChris sells spoons now on Friday nights in New York.
So Chris, if you read this and are out there, give me a call sometime and I'll tell you what throwing forks is all about too. It does not sound the same but they fly very gracefully through the air.
Thanks Chris, you inspire me to this very day. Thanks!
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