Perfect Memory
| Category: | Wordplay & Puns |
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| Notes: | Works with 2 or 3 Scouts; one plays the Old Man with the perfect memory. Best with dry humor. |
[NARRATOR:] When I was a kid, people came from all over the country to visit the Indian reservation-just to meet one man. He was said to have a perfect memory. The catch? You could only ask him one question.
[KID:] (stepping forward) So my family made the trip, and I had my question ready. I walked up to him and asked, 'Excuse me sir, what did you have for breakfast when you were fifteen years old?'
[OLD MAN:] (deadpan) Eggs.
[KID:] That was it. Just... 'Eggs.' No story. No details. Just... eggs. I was a little disappointed, to be honest.
[NARRATOR:] Years go by.
[KID:] Ten years later, I spotted the same man sitting by himself in a park. I walked up to him, raised my hand in greeting with my palm out and said:
[KID:] How.
[OLD MAN:] (without missing a beat) Scrambled.