I’d always wondered what would happen when

I’d always wondered what would happen when I opened that door.

Foolishly I had chosen to find out what was behind door number 3. The sports car was behind door number 1, so I went home with a life times supply of paper clips and rubber bands.

"Paper clips and rubber bands!" said my wife, a glint of excitement in her eye, when I told her. "Heck, we can make our own car with those, way better than any sports car!"

"What about the children?!" I gasped. "They're old enough to take care of themselves," she replied. "Suzy is what, six? Seven?" "All for a car?!" I yelled. My wife shrugged

. "You knew I was nuts about cars when you married me," she said. "But I didn't know you would actually leave me to marry an automobile!" I shouted, but it was too late. She and

her hot Ferrari, Joe, were married in Vegas by a minister & a mechanic.She returned to me months later in tears & obviously pregnant:"Help- I'm carrying a Porsche! Joe'll kill me!"

"It's okay," I soothed. "Who's to say that it isn't just a new Hybrid, anyway?"

I said that but I knew the truth was far from the truth. Not this time. I kicked the present down & climbed up on the back of the first future to come at me; rode it as it tried to

Buckle it's way under the table so I wouldn't be able to catch it. It had 16 legs and I only had two!