As a kid (or even as an adult), I'm sure you've done this. When you get a straw for your drink at a restaurant, you take the paper wrapper off at one end, leaving the straw in the remainder of the wrapper, and then use the straw to shoot the wrapper at your favorite target (sibling, mom or dad).

Well, when I was young, I always had the bad luck of getting a straw wrapper that was blown out at both ends or opening the wrong end. Either way, I always got 'The Misfiring Straw", while dad got a good straw. I can't say that he sabotaged my straws because I thought of that and would either switch straws with him or go get my own. It was just bad luck. And man, was dad accurate.

I once complained about this dilemma and this was dad's comment, "It's because of Jimmy Carter. All he does all day is sit in the Oval Office and poke holes in the ends of straws".

Just thought I'd share.

I know there is a Clinton joke in there somewhere (with all the blowing and poking comments), but I'll leave that to you all.