The census dude knocked on the door really, really early this morning. Being the ever alert citizen that I am, I rolled over to the window, hiked it up, and said, "Huh?" as I scratched myself in unsavory places.
The census dude asked me all of two questions.
Yeah, he woke me up for THAT.
Then he said, "I'll let you go. I see you were sleeping."
What's the first clue? The crust in my eyes? The drool down the front of my jammies? The fact that I had to give my name and address some considerable thought? Not my fault. I thought he was tossing in a trick question.