At a social wingding yesterday (where one often finds oneself around this time of year) the subject of, erm, dumdom came up, and with it the infamous "for dummies" books.
As I voiced due praise for them (I love them) I realized I have read, at last count, five volumes (sewing, motorcycles, dreamweaver, home-repair [or something like that], and german). I presently have two others in my home (after effects and flash) and one on hold at the library (taxes for canadian dummies).
I think this might officially make me one of the dummest people alive.
I wonder if there is a badge for this.
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