I was in the middle of reassembling an engine and encountering the tiniest bit of frustration with it when Herkimer walked into the garage. He started talking to me, apropos of nothing, as is his wont.
Presently I heard him say, "The key to a happy marriage is the one that starts the car when I need to get away from her for a while."
"I thought your path to happiness," I said, "was the one from your kitchen door to my garage, seeing you are here whenever I am."
"Haha," laughed Herk. "You are a riot, Bob."
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