Two hippies are driving to a concert. The driver says to the passenger, “Look out the window, and tell me if my blinker is working.” The passenger looks out the window and says, “Yes. No. Yes. No…”
I used to have an irrational fear of leaving the house with the stove on. So now I just bring the stove with me.
Before you act, ask yourself, is this: My circus? My monkey?