How about, "What is the number of free trees you can stuff in the back of a minivan, three days before Christmas?"
Restless after a morning of baking and decorating, Emily and I had gone out for some last-minute shopping when we drove by a parking lot with a large sign - FREE TREES!! Knowing how the goats savor evergreens as a crunchy snack (though they usually have to wait until after the holidays), we folded down the middle seats and dragged these into the van, ignoring both the rain and many odd looks from shoppers in the adjacent grocery store. (Don't worry, there are still plenty of trees left, although if I find an excuse to run errands in the van tomorrow...)
We couldn't wait to show Emerson and Elliot their pre-Christmas bonanza, but goats are fickle creatures. Last January they devoured every castoff tree I could find, but apparently their tiny brains cannot retain memories that long. Curious, they sniffed a bit, rubbed their horn-scurs on the bark, then turned wistfully toward the soybean field. Nice trees, humans, not sure why you got so many, but now can we go for a walk?
Anyone need a free tree?
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