03/19/2026
Two guys pulled up to a lumberyard in an old pickup truck. One of them hopped out and wandered into the office like he had a mission.
“Hey,” he said to the clerk, “we need some four-by-twos.”
The clerk blinked, trying to keep a straight face. “You mean two-by-fours?”
The man paused, clearly unsure. He scratched his head. “Uh… hang on a second.”
He stepped outside, walked back to the truck, and had a quick, serious discussion with his friend. A moment later, he returned.
“Yeah,” he said with a nod, “two-by-fours.”
“Got it,” the clerk replied. “So… how long do you need them?”
The man froze. His face tightened as if he’d just been asked a deep philosophical question. After a few seconds, he said, “Hmm… I better go check.”
Out he went again. Another quiet huddle by the truck. Some pointing. A bit of thinking. Then he came back in, this time looking completely confident.
“A long time,” he declared proudly. “We’re building a house.”