JUL, 2013

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Whenever I would split a piece of pie or cake with my grandfather he'd cut it in two and then pick the larger piece. I would say, "Grandpa, that doesn't seem fair. You both cut and get to choose and always take the bigger piece."

He would nod and between mouthfuls say, "Well, if you had picked first which piece would you have chosen?"

"The smaller one, of course."

He'd smile, smack his lips and then say, "You got it. What are you complaining for?"



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