"I Don't Know" (Part One)

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Definitive Proof That Coat Hangers Party Hearty!
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I used to think that coat hangers were nothing more than inanimate objects useful for keeping my clothes neatly off of the closet floor. Clearly, I was mistaken! Even the most casual glance into my closet reveals that, behind that closed closet door, those "innocent" coat hangers have been engaging in behavior that makes Emperor Caligula's orgies appear tamer than your local Methodist Sunday School class.

Although I can't claim that I have ever caught any coat hangers in the act of "doing it", the convoluted tangle of coat hangers left behind is positive proof that they have engaged in some sort of highly reproductive group sex!

When I was a kid, this was actually a good thing. I never found that operating a lemonade stand was particularly profitable, but it was a simple matter to gather the excess coat hangers from the closets


in our home and sell them to the local dry cleaner for a cent or two each. I found that "closet husbandry" was much more simple than "animal husbandry" and returned a decent profit to boot.

I wonder, if I built a house with 100 closets and stocked each closet with two coat hangers, how many days would it take to have a million coat hangers to take to my local dry cleaner? Oh well...

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