One my grandmother told me . . . Little Susie's mother was sending her to the corner grocery store. ""Ask for a pound of dried peas,"" she said. ""And don't forget to ask Mr. Jones how his wife is feeling. She had a bad fall last week."" So Little Susie walks to the grocery repeating to herself, ""A pound of dried peas, and how is your wife feeling? A pound of dried peas and how is your wife feeling?"" So she finally gets to the grocery store and goes up to Mr. Jones behind the counter. ""Well hello, Little Susie,"" said Mr. Jones. ""What can I do for you?"" Little Susie replied in one breath, ""I would like a pound of dried peas, and how is your wife feeling?"" ""Split or whole?"" said Mr. Jones. Little Susie's eyes bulged out. ""She DID?!""