even the clams are freaking out

Me, last night, curling up in bed, eagerly awaiting my Amazon.com delivery: "I get to read a new JK Rowling book tomorrow!!!"

My husband: "Oh you're just happy as a clam, aren't you?"

Me: "I am! Only I'm not sure clams can read."

Him: "No eyes."

Me: "Right."

Him: "Audio books?"

Me: "I don't think they have ears either."

Him: "Clam braille."

Me: "Do they have fingers?"

Him: "They could use their feet. The meat inside the clam is called a foot. That's how they move around you know, look it up."

Me: "Huh. Okay, I guess I am happy as a clam."

New JK Rowling! FREAK OUT!