THAT'D be funny." "You know that little, wrinkly Mexican that sells wire puzzles ?" Saxon queried.

"Well, God somehow always reminds me of him." Mary laughed outright.
"Now that IS funny.

I never thought of him like that How do you make it out ?" "Well, just like the little Mexican, he seems to spend his time peddling puzzles.

He passes a puzzle out to everybody, and they spend all their lives tryin' to work it out They all get stuck.

I can't work mine out.
I don't know where to start.