Stranger than fiction

I don’t know what’s stranger–that I gave this to Mom for Mother’s Day when I was 11, or that she kept it.

If anyone can figure it out, please let me know your answer, and I’ll hire you as my shrink.


I suppose the fact that I posted it may be the strangest part of all.

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  • And I thought you were kind of odd now! Who know what lurks in the mind of an eleven-year-old boy?

  • Looks like a school project to me. I would have the teacher examined for assigning it in the first place. As far as the mind of an 11 year old boy, ask me in 5 months, and I will see if he has any insight.

  • If you had told me that it was a kindergarten project, I could except that – but 11? You are strange.

  • You are the nut that fell off that tree. Obviously you did not roll too far down the hill.

  • School project or not, 11-year-old boy or not, I still not only don’t know what it means, I don’t even know who all those people/what all those things are.

    Anybody have any ideas?