|Compliments of Cheezburger|
As children and adolescents, Gram used to call us nincompoops when we did something really stupid, like blowing up paint cans by lighting them on fire. Or cutting one another's hair with her pinking shears. Or balancing on the second floor scaffolding of a new home under construction in the neighborhood. Or catching frogs and snakes and putting them in the bath tub along with grass, water and bugs.
Now that you have a pretty good idea of what a nincompoop is, you have a pretty good idea of who I am or was...or maybe still am.
Have a great day and head on over to Jenny's for some nifty "N" words in celebration of alphabet Thursday.