I'm waiting to grow the third arm I was told about. No, I'm not volunteering for long range radar gun experiments http://www.cnn.com/2007/TECH/01/24/ray.gun.ap/index.html
and I don't live next door to a nuclear facility. I'm talking about motherhood and how this third arm is supposed to develop so I don't have to type one handed, so I can have a two-handed grip on my garden burger, while that third arm, with a dexterious hand appendage can hold the baby. I guess the third arm is like Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny--fantasy to temporarily help you through life transitions--I am a little relieved I must say. I was wondering where to buy three armed tops, and I was thinking sleeping might also have its challenges. . .
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Traditionally, isn't the third arm rather more hairy and, in your case, recognizable by a rather distinguished cleft?
Ahh, another interpretation of the third arm!
Luckily the baby comes with two arms of his own--he'll be holding on soon enough!
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