Who Issued These Brains?

One son announced, “When I grow up I wanna be a smart ass!” 
And his father’s voice replied, “Why wait until the last minute?”

Don’t personalize your life in the re-telling.  (Don’t use the “I” of your own existence as an example of ANY thing.)

In response, one guy says, “I’m sorry I don’t have time to be sad.” 
And another guy thought, “My gawd, that’s dangerously close to something, for indeed, if a person ‘had no time,’ it is true—they couldn’t be sad.”

Overheard, from that densely packed area just over there by the park: “Hey, who issued these brains anyway?”

One lad, taught to say his prayers of thanks just before going to bed, once he was grown, moved them to the morning, immediately upon awakening, because, as he put it, “After I’ve seen if I actually made it through the night.”

J.