Marshall told me a riddle the other morning. He doesn’t know the standard wording for a riddle yet, so I’m paraphrasing here, but basically it went like this:
What do you get when you cross a crocodile and a rooster?
A croc-a-doodle-doo!
I don’t know where he got this riddle. If he made it up himself, I’m very impressed. If he got it from somewhere else, then I’m still pleased, because he chose to share it with me.