My nine-year-old nephew, Phillip, was a ringbearer in my wedding. At the wedding rehearsal, the singer asked when she should begin singing. The pastor answered, "After the vows." She asked: "What are the vows? I'll need a cue." Phillip compounded the confusion as he explained: "The vowels are A-E-I-O-U. There is no Q!"

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