I went to a firm retreat in cold, cloudy La Jolla on Friday and Saturday this weekend. The retreat was spent almost entirely in a large ballroom fashioned into a large conference room, except for the meals, which were taken in the Garden Courtyard, and the Poker Tournament/Karaoke Party, which took place in some other room. During the presentations in the ballroom, there were little bowls of brand-name candy on the tables. This means that I ate a lot of candy this weekend.
Among the offerings were Laffy Taffy, a candy that I enjoy both for the chewy fruitiness and also the awful jokes on the wrappers. I'm a big fan of groan-inducing jokes, but one particular one was just bad. I would even say this is not a joke at all. It comes to us from Christy M. of Festus, Missoura:
Q: When was meat so high?
A: When the cow jumped over the moon.