As we watched the start of the biathlon, my sleepy wife innocently inquired, “What do they shoot at?”

Without missing a beat, my mind switched to wise guy mode.  In a truthful voice, I answered, “Rabbits.”

Letting a few seconds pass, my words were absorbed by my tired wife’s relaxing mind.  In a delayed, but still firm confidence, she replied, “They do not.”

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[Cue the ‘Olympic Theme Song,’ you know the one.  “Da, da, dada, da, da, da…”]