That's what I call people who have "Derp" moments (click on the link to see what I mean). And today, it was either Tyler or Gunnar who earned the nickname 'Dough-Head'.
They were up at the butt-crack of dawn to go fishing. I woke up a few hours later, wandered into the kitchen and, still in that just-woke-up-daze, started cleaning up. For some reason, there was a box of salt on the counter. I picked it up to put back in the cupboard and woosh, out pours all the salt. Some dough-head left the spout half-open, AND the box was upside-down (which, in my daze, I didn't notice). When I picked up the box, the salt inside shifted towards the spout.
So picture me, dazed and confused, standing there with salt covering the entire counter, the floor, some even made its way into the fresh cup of coffee I'd just made.
DOUGH-HEADS!!
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