Gratuitous Domestic Posting (TM) - Telling It Like It Is Division

This morning we had some people come out to haul off our now completely dead basement sectional sofa.

As the haulers were, well, hauling the thing away, all of the Llama-ettes kept swirling about in a kind of vortex o' excitement.

Finally, as they were finishing up, the owner of the business, who was extremely nice although obviously crazy, said to me, "Man, how do you cope with such a constant output of energy?"

I took a slow look over at the gels, who were riding their bikes and scooters around the driveway like a horde of Comanches on a raid, and answered slowly. "Well, I drink a lot."

The guy just about fell off the back of the truck laughing.

Did I say something funny?